end of summer, start of something else...

coffee, philosophy
and things unsaid.
love, lust
and thoughts of sex

and time on my mind
because i forgot
to turn my clock
back and hour,
i'm left behind.

i poached an egg
and cleared my head
of thoughts of you
and the things i said.

i'm out of sync but that's ok,
the missing link has been misplaced,
it's time, i think, to get away
before i sink without a trace.

i walked, i ran,
i had a plan
to get as far away
from this dirty, ugly town
as i can.