Remember the creative sadness
on Sunday nights before school
Monday starts, remember the
comforting feeling of unwilling
duty, doing the last of maths,
finishing a task, writing an essay,
learning texts to be tested the
next day? Whenever I feel bad
today, I look for creative sadness,
that homework feeling drawn
into myself, my refuge from the
world and people in words on paper,
dreaming a dream as I work…
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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