black wave of frustration

In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 27 May 2009 at 4:59 pm

this night passes
through me

like a black
knife

no way
around it

I must
stay up

’til dawn
breaks me

only then
will I fall
to sleep

(D. James)

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