The January 14th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to write a poem that consists of one run-on sentence—commas okay, but no colons or semi-colons. I hate run-on sentences, but I figured I’d give this one a shot.

I ended up, more or less, with a prose poem. I don’t like prose poems, but breaking this one up into lines and stanzas didn’t make sense, so I will just let it be…

So, I started out, and did all the stuff that you’re supposed to do, even though I wasn’t so sure about it, but I didn’t really get it, since nobody ever really told me why it was you’re supposed to do all that stuff in the first place, and because I didn’t know why, I was never sure that any of it was really possible, so I waited and waited and waited for someone to tell me it was possible, but they never did, so I stumbled about for years and years and years, tripping over self-made obstacles and never really knowing what I could really do, and never feeling sure it was even okay in the first place, so now I’m starting over again, and feeling my way through all the blocks and obstacles that used to stop me before for the first time, but I still don’t know if it’s possible, and I don’t know what’s going to happen, so I worry about the future, and sometimes I just wish you were here to tell me what to do…

(14 January 2015)