![]() Every DayA Poem by Janne Varvára Seem
Every day we run the risk
Of dying in the street, With the death rates on the living; Still we don't admit defeat, And every day the plot unfolds You say "it could be worse", 'Cause living sure is deadly But we won't grow in reverse, And every day I'm wondering: Is Elvis really dead? And is this love or is it just The blood gone to my head? And every day from upside down I read you like a book, And if I get the angle right I'll get a better look, And every day the thought goes thus: "This momentary bliss; It's all some big coincidence", I'll fall asleep to this. © 2013 Janne Varvára Seem |
StatsAuthor![]() Janne Varvára SeemTrondheim, Norway, NorwayAbout25, writer, actress, dancer, singer and all-round bohemian. Book lover, former children's bookseller/sign language interpreter and experimental photographer. Professional madwoman and disgruntled Huff.. more..Writing
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