What Am I To Do?

What am I to do
Now that the
Season’s at end?

The end of
Hours of practice,
Days of races,
And weeks of work.

What am I to do
With this newfound
Time?

How am I
To rejoin the
Human race
As a normal person?

What am I to do?

Trying to remember
Dining with humans
Instead of silence.
Talking about things
Other than races
Not thinking of
Practices.

What am I to do
No that there’s
Nothing left?

Is it even possible
To remember,
To knot severed ties,
To live again as
Normal?

No.
I shall remain
What I’ve become
As the river flows by
Without me.