Immature cliched crap but……

by Green

Posted to Poetry on 2002-01-17 11:16:00

dreaming
often too long to let life’s pleasures
permeate the ambivalence
of a man too lazy to wake…

sucked from experience to imagination
i think: i understand everything.
But it doesn’t help

the summer crept in
and away just as silently
and the people remained
and the troubles remained
and the bright sun
was no longer there to save me

and here i am
with a j
in a somnambulant heap