Time-Out
By Kenneth R. Cabrieto

     Time-out,
     Where are we going?
     Is there even a goal
     At the end?
     I know things aren't perfect,
     So why do we bother to pretend?
     Time-out,
     How the hell is this my fault?
     I'm quite sure
     This all came from you.
     Time-out,
     You're saying that I'm wrong?
     When all can plainly see,
     All the things you're saying I did
     Is the bull-shit you're giving me.
     Time-out,
     Relax a second.
     We both need room to breathe.

     Time over.

     I can't do this anymore.
     There's no point in going on.
     This whole thing is foolish.
     'Cause for each other we're both wrong.
     So just stay away from me.

     We're finished.

     -12.27.02