poems written on the fly

Days gone by

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 21 April 2007 at 6:01 am

These days
there always seems
something needs doing

A list of tasks
bills
phone calls
e-mails
laundry
shopping

How did I live
my life at twenty?

The only thing
on the list then
was to drink
another beer
smoke another
cigarette

Where oh where
have those languishing
days gone?

(D. James)

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