Monday, August 17, 2015

Basic Poem

(Reference John Lennon's 
diary)...I got up...(I didn't
want to)...I went to the 
usual place, had the usual
experience, highlight being
waiting for the bus, oogling
three young women. They
saw me as old and were not 
affected. I came home.
Everything was the same,
including the mess...I was 
waiting for something to change,
having put aside my own will,
meaning I didn't care if it did 
change, I just figured it would,
sooner or later.


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