People dance I write They raise voices to the moon from back alleys First floor balconeys I write They celebrate Thursaday as Friday Friday as Christmas Halloween mass Birthday zoo 2AM Sundays Saturday all day I write I write them down Drinking on beaches Necking by the pier Sharing last breaths with the sunsets In picture-esqe un-pictured-ness I write With Coffee shop sadness Despite growing madness A boy they all forgot The Beatles sing "don't let me down,down down down down, oooh ooh oh," I write


Ruth Newell Feb. 13, 2012 @ 8:01 p.m.

"In picture-esqe un-pictured-ness I write"--that IS the way it is--you nailed it.


nan shartel Feb. 13, 2012 @ 10:30 p.m.

as an existentialist this is quirky enuff 4 me


kameronj Feb. 15, 2012 @ 3:04 p.m.

Nan, Roody, I am ever grateful for your comments. Thank you. I am at your service.


nan shartel Feb. 16, 2012 @ 9:07 a.m.

i like that u r prolific...i see much of what u've written hasn't or doesn't make it to the main blog page

would u do me a favor and put one comment in each of ur new works..then i'd see them on the 50 comment page and i'd be able to stay current on ur work

thx kameronj ;-D

my last piece hasn't made it to the blog main page was also written Feb 13th


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