i've got to catch up.
all the kids have cameras,
or they have ideas
they pour easily on paper.
they're all so good
at making something out of nothing,
and it makes me feel small
when i can't think at all.
they wear time on their hands,
i wear time on my face.
it's not a fashion statement,
it's a war for attention,
and many soldiers of art
are shot dead everyday.
they just close their eyes,
with dreams unrealized.
and i don't want to be
a forgotten corpse.
please try to remember
that i made something for you,
when i felt urgency knocking
at my back door,
and the words were there
like they'd never been before.
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I like this - but you might want to reconsider where urgency knocks...there is an unfortunate association with...well...perhaps it could tap you on the back?
ReplyDeleteI get preoccupied by the world somethings too, instead of inspired by it. A world so big and great can make you feel so small.
ReplyDeleteChoose the small greatness, and lie to yourself.
Stop caring, if it were that easy.
Beige as the colour of day can be quite elegant.