It used to be all about
Me and my and I and mine,
Mostly about the past and present,
Sometimes even the conditional.
There used to be lots of question marks,
Scrambled phrases and random words
That ran through my head
And life and ended in ellipsis.
I would take a sentence,
Divide it and examine it
And squeeze every little meaning
That was or wasn’t in it.
Tiresome business, let me tell you.
Every once in a while
I would close the paragraph,
Turn the leaf and start a new page,
Staring at the blankness before me.
But now I find myself
Mixing up my tenses, moods and pronouns
Using rather we and us,
The future and the subjunctive
And laughing while I’m doing it. What have you done to my grammar?