Friday, April 15, 2016

Life in general

my art studio

I used to be a sage
of front pages
sitting in the Sun
reciting the exciting dismal news
nobody listened

I drove a piece of shit car
faster than I do now
I had places to go then
more than I do now
Now, it is just a job

Life, I mean
My alarm goes off every day
and I remind myself of the dreams
as I awake and shake the sleep
and run for my life

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