January 17, 2020
Photo by Louis Kozma

A Poem from 2005 by Tim Bosworth

Another week of nothing
Of no money
Of no commissions
Of no hope
Of pissing in the wind
Of feeling dope.
 
Winter surely follows
Bedraggling our feet sore
But the Spring comes anyway.
 
War is not for today
We must plant our feet down
Simply to have no more.
 
We fight over the air
Another will get hers anyway
And the beat go on.
 
This was supposed to be 5 haikus.
Happy birthday anyway.

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