Poetry Life
Poetry isn't a pure pleasure
Nor a sole pain
It's lacking a decisive direction
It's not telling me where to go
I gain nothing from its writing
She got stuck with me
I can't excrete her
She is me.
August11, 2011
Poetry Life
Poetry isn't a pure pleasure
Nor a sole pain
It's lacking a decisive direction
It's not telling me where to go
I gain nothing from its writing
She got stuck with me
I can't excrete her
She is me.
August11, 2011