Tuesday, October 6, 2009

no one can help me--not even me--

any lesson is slow in coming and often lost
between the doing and the done--

going on too much and getting too late
and all I'm left with for my pains are boring anecdotes--

but I cannot lie down for very long

and after the flood of emotion subsides
I'll rise again--and shake myself--weeds clinging to my side

Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.

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