poems written on the fly

conscious contact

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 15 April 2009 at 5:03 pm

can’t write my way
out of this

tomorrow
brings more
of the same

like a rat
on a wheel

being aware
doesn’t seem
to make it
any easier

though I keep
hope alive

(D. James)

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