Maelstrom

I think I was lost

In a maelstrom

When our eyes met

I didn’t even notice you

So I missed out then

On what we have now

Now that I’m no longer lost

Lost

Sitting in a chair

Wasting a beautiful day

Sitting all alone

Bought a house but has no home 

Lost in no thoughts

Until he saw a face

Until he saw her face

Late

I get lost in lines they make

An illegal U-turn leading to a mistake

Between red and green lights

While driving too slow at night

I get lost with a GPS that orders me around

Two streets away from your house

I walk in, trying not to make a sound

Late again

Much too late

“Where were you? Did you get lost again?”

I was watching the stars and got lost in my head

The Lost Shoe

Am I so strange that I tend to see

Things that can not be

An inspiring lost shoe

Turned into poetry

Who did it belong to

And how can its pair

Be made functional with this one laying here