Were things really easier or do we just remember them that way?

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 27 March 2008 at 7:18 am

In the good
old days
when we were drunk
the world
moved slower
as if underwater

Now time
lurches forward
can’t seem to stop
the flood of years
rushing past

Let’s get drunk
one more time
drown ourselves
in memories of
days gone by

(D. James)

i love the last three lines the best :] i want to steal them!

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katie 15 September 2008 at 6am

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