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Industrial Arts

artist, author and designer for the stage…

So the theme this time was buildings… here is poem placed on a bench outside one:

Sit Still

just sitting still
watching the world pass me by
smoking a cigarette
and not asking why

I saw you today
you were smiling, laughing and gay
happy to not be with me
and that’s okay

just sitting still
watching the world spin like a top
smoke a cigarette
and ask to get off
I’m done with my ride
I want to go home and hide

sitting so still
just one more little pill
and all this will be erased
my body numbed from its pain

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