2008 Mar 3, 2:57am
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No Relief

People swim slowly by in a sea of ties and business attitudes.
The air hangs heavy in their lungs.

Engorged raindrops, fat
With midday Sun’s heated spectrum,
Crash upon skillet sidewalks
One by one
– all at once –
Hissing.
Steam is rising.

~ David Jay Spyker

~~~~~~~

Regret

Rushing through life,
On and on,
Never stopping to see,
Nor to feel.
Never stopping to say what
We never stopped to say.

~ David Jay Spyker

I dug these two out of an old notebook, and I can’t be completely sure, but I think that I probably wrote them sometime in 1989. Nearly twenty years ago. Where does the time go?


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