My car stands motionless in the driveway
but I don’t know how to drive it
That guitar is propped against its amp
but I don’t know how to play
and my lover
she lies there in the bedroom
but I…
My chess set’s collecting dust upon the shelves
but I don’t know what the rules are
That fishing rod looms above the bait box
but I don’t have the technique
and my lover
she lies there in the bedroom
but I…
What am I for
when I don’t know how to love her
when I don’t know how to let her
love me back
What am I for
What am I for
So, I’ll keep buying toys
and promising I’ll master them
When really there’s no joy
in anything, anymore…
[2007]
Thanks for reading this old poem.
The Lighthouse 