Success

I am doing better than I thought and I hear
That people now are beginning to notice me
After thousands of poems which leads me to say
All I have done is be here to write of my stay
If only in my tea-drinking maiden-aunt way
But there is a side of me they will never see
Since I cannot let them nor anyone that near

I want before I die to write great poetry
Because I have lived a life of meaninglessness
And whatever meaning is it seems it would be
Something which feels like the contentment of success

And yet what does anything mean ultimately?
I sit here on my bed with my cat at my side
Wondering whether or not I should make more tea
Wondering deeper what might the world make of me
I will embrace the honor but will shun the pride
A maiden-aunt's first dance first kissed by fate tonight
Let fire fall and light lance me and I will burn bright

So people now are beginning to notice me
Since I am doing better than they thought I guess
But there is a side of me they will never see
Because I have lived a life of meaninglessness

Maiden-aunts come and dance by the light of the moon
Success has not come yet but they say it might soon

+Steven Curtis Lance



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