Space Of Derelict Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Space Of Derelict Time



Worrying about so many things set in life,
not breathing because of them, they're all
sitting in a space of derelict time,
displacing everything in life.
Wishing to depart on a solo journey away
from all that is now known in everyday life.

(11: 49 p.m. - 11/15/13)

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