Slow
By: James Dubeau
Slow
Every move
Every action
Every thought
Is slow
Plodding along
Not bubbling
To the surface
Until it is too late
Much too late
For anything to be done
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A self-congratulating, back-patting, narcissistic, creative? writing experiment... Thanks for stopping by, constructive comments appreciated. All posted writing is a work in progress and may be updated at any time.
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