Everybody’s so cool,
I can’t stand it.
That’s how I know
I’m old.
That and the fact
that I get up every night,
in the middle of the night,
every night,
in the middle of the night.
And I repeat myself.
Plus no one’s listening
to what I’m saying anyway.
Not even me.
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i don't know how I should feel about being here listening... your nobody
ReplyDeletefeels like i'm a character in a samuel beckett play
We all are. We all are...It's just that not all those plays with us in them have been produced yet.
ReplyDeleteExcellent post and writing style. Bookmarked.
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