crickets

I'm taking a shower
For what I don't know
There's no one I'm meeting
There's no place to go
I'm feeling unkempt
It has been three days
My hair is all greasy
And showing its age
Well I still must get coffee
And that's a reason
And I just might run into 
A certain person
Or someone might call
And I'd have to run out
And in a split second
"I'll be there" I'd shout
And if such events 
Ever did rise
I'd be as prepared 
As the other guys
The bird clock strikes 3
And the day's halfway gone
I'll work on my painting
Or maybe a song
Or clean up the house
For no one but me
But it's not worth discussing 
A sight that's left unseen

It's getting near 
The end and I
Do not know where 
I belong in time
The waves are rolling
On and on
My once strong legs 
Are nearly gone
A rhythm flows 
Like wizard sleeves
As skeletons skip through 
Autumn leaves
Your rain-soaked shoes 
Outside the door
I hope I get 
A blessing for
My sneeze, a window, 
An easy loss
Just like a game of 
Rigged ring toss
Just one more try 
And I'll head home
With my oversized 
Novelty comb
And clean up the house 
For no one but me
But it's not worth discussing
A sight that's left unseen.