do something

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 12 July 2009 at 6:41 pm

exhausted
by talk

empty words
without action

said again
and again

until there is
nothing
but sound

like shadows
in fog

smoke and mirrors

leaving us
nowhere
with nothing

(D. James)

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