is it me or what?

In art, breakfast poems, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 12 December 2008 at 8:03 pm

I wake
and the world
has not changed
since last I looked

The world wakes
looks at me and says
What are you still doing there
waiting for the world to change?

(D. James)

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