By The Way

Ideas fly by me

Like margaritas

In the blender

In the race against time

I am the slowest contender

Distractions surround me

I’m pulled in every direction

If life were a buffet

Then my attention’s confection

I trip over a thought

Like a crack in the sidewalk

If it’s free

Then I bought

Buy one get one for me

Everywhere that I look

It seems I’ve been there before

I climbed in the window

To then, walk out the door

If the writings on the wall

Then I can’t find my glasses

Can’t see well at all

Another sheep in the masses

Seems I’ve gotten off track

Lost the gist of this story

I’m the trade of all Jacks

In it just for the glory

So, if you don’t mind

I guess I’ll be on my way

My agenda is blind

And I’ve nothing left to say