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when not
by Artur Desruisseauxi listen to cat stevens, a hard headed woman, father and son, etc
it seems that everything will be ok
even if its just for the moment
too much for too long
too little for too long
i walk around feeling tired
tired of life
tired of all of this
it makes me sick because i should hardly complain
i think of pretty black funeral cars, black, shiny, deadly
maybe I am thinking of a patty smith song
all those pretty funeral cars, a boy drinking tea
it doesn't matter
the piano plays on, the banjo plays on, life goes on
when you do not
11/15/2020 Posted on 11/15/2020
Copyright © 2024 Artur Desruisseaux
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/16/20 at 09:42 AM Tea for the Tillerman...great album. I like your poem Artur. You might want to remove the Explicit rating...will give you wider readership. :) |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 12/16/20 at 07:18 PM Lpve Cat!! (Hard Headed Woman) Loved thed images here- great write! |
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