Tar Baby

Struggling to get out of our lives digs us

in deep like quicksand…

sure, we want things to be better.

Make ends meet…meet and greet…

pull up your socks and stay on your feet…

a future in our company, but you have

to pay your dues…

a made man understands

waiting in the wings for a cue…

a professor studies hoping to get a clue…

breaking bad had enough throw it all away…

drowning in endless detail…

stuck in a rut

forgetting what life was for.

(Objects in the mirror are closer 

than they appear…)