Month: March 2001
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Poetry: Resting, a shade of sleep
Resting, a shade of sleepThinking of the fundamentalBeat of my soulMusic playing an audibleMirror to what i feelLack of respect in a flagrantAnd broken thoughtMore time to watch the ceilingFan spin round, againHead splitting, stomach churningJaw aching, simple frustrationTo those would try to fixMy problems… give upFor i too was a fixer so long ago