Not with a whimper
I am a ghost in my own lifeephemeral, drifting through the same day
over and over and over
rage and frustration build
until I want to scream, to smash
to assert my existence in some meaningful way
Not with a whimper
I am a ghost in my own lifeTrista3 commented on Not with a whimper
11-28-2013
11/28/2013
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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