I am surrounded.
Sometimes it is comforting,
My joys compounded
By the presence of friends
And equipment and papers.
But it can be crippling
And I am made later
As my drive to drive becomes harder to find.

The sun is beginning to set
Earlier than I'd imagined.
I glance at the bottom corner to check
But it's coming right on time.
All the things I said I would do
Remain undone. The capsules,
scrawls, clearing, animals,
How have the hours become so few.