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Perhaps time is a imaginay friend.
By WhoIAM
While it drives us,
holds us,
kicks us,
time is nothing.
yet, it is everything.
As human beings we must ignore it
or else we might as well give up.
yet,
as I forget myself
this evening
drinking
thinking
drinking
one can not help but factor it into play.
we all play this game
we all hope for more in a life time.
we all dance upon insignificant victories.
we are but sand,
and while time is a part of us,
We might as well call it steve;
and play games with it in the dark
or else go completely mad.
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© 2007 WhoIAM
Published on Monday, October 29, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Perhaps time is a imaginay friend."
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On Thursday, December 27, 2007, italianbella
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wrote:
damn good write)
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A former member wrote:
Madness ain't so bad buddy boy. It's fun when you can alleviate any problem by rambling to yourself on a bus route. Anyway I detract. I'm being a hassle to you and repeating the same things over and over about your poetry. But I really liked the stanza: we are but sand waiting for the tide. Well not the stanza but you know. Insignificant future glass. Mmmmmm. Cowboy poetry for drunks.
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On Sunday, November 18, 2007, Mari
(425) wrote:
yeah./
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On Tuesday, October 30, 2007, Narcissa
(404) wrote:
True - So True. Damn this is good.
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On Monday, October 29, 2007, Moonflower
(301) wrote:
i am WOWED! loooove this. absolutely love it.
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A former member wrote:
I dunno steve, but I dont wanna play games w/ him in the dark... j/k. this expresses universal truth, and madness may not be soo bad, anyway, it may be better than defending endlessly the many breaches threatening of sanity.
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