I cannot be a cheerleader
for someone else's vision
the vision is wrong
and so is the cheerleading
in weak moments I can only cease
my function and stare
at the ceiling of my cell
my room my tomb my life....
Content (c) 2008-2014 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
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