in progressA Poem by Hapless Tiki
Well, here I am. My own boss.
Sitting, staring into space. Part of course of the whole system. I'm not arting. No sweat's departing from my pores. All I'm not doing, I can't list them. And no one cares. © 2011 Hapless Tiki |
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Added on December 3, 2011 Last Updated on December 3, 2011 AuthorHapless TikiPortland, ORAboutFor over 15 years I've thought of myself as 'a writer', but in those years I've produced approximately squat (in more ways than one). It's time for a little less aspiration and a little more perspira.. more..Writing
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