Busy, Busy Blogger

I think I can,
I think I can,
I think I can what?
.... Shut my mouth?
Stop my fingers from typing?
Stop my brain from going backwards
and backwards
again
and again?
I am facing you.
Look at me please.
What were we talking about again?
Oh, yeah.... That.
That ruins everything, doesn't it?
It could be good,
it could be easy,
it could be rosy,
it could be cozy.
Wish that it were that way.
Don't you?

'Kay, shutting up now. Head down again. Walking away again. See what happens when next we meet.