Always the Same, Always StrangerA Poem by James Takeo PantonThe more things change, the less they make sense...
Always the same, and always a stranger
Feeling comfort in the midst of danger
Shady places in darkened rooms
Empty spaces are like icy tombs
In this dark place do I shine bright
I have no fear of the coming night
This place unknown and different faces
Tramping through bleak and darkened places
Lurking down empty streets none roam
Forging pathways to newfound home
And the city spreads across streets and cars
Dim-lit alleys and neon bars
Darkened windows, locked and barred
Crumbling pavement, sidewalks scarred
Into my home and out of sight
I slip away in the dead of night
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Added on May 20, 2008Last Updated on May 21, 2008 AuthorJames Takeo PantonEdmonton, Alberta, Canada, CanadaAboutI am a 38-year old amateur and have only recently started writing some stuff. I began putting down these words around November, 2007, and discovered that I enjoyed doing this, and now I am seeing w.. more..Writing
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