by jay david
31 may 2002
my mom’s birthday

i am an aimless walker
on a clueless trip.
the wind blows behind me
but i’m a rudderless ship.

where will this lead me?
i surely don’t know.
it matters not really
since i don’t know where to go.

don’t fret my love
this is the way i feel
but i’m just talking about my morning jog, you see
so it’s really no big deal.