Poem: Carbon Copy

“Carbon Copy”

today feels like
yesterday all over
again, up at the
crack of dawn, coffee
and on to the internet
i go, listening to
all-too-familiar music
and writing humble poems
about my experience,
wondering what this day
will hold and if i will
break the cycle,
step out and do
something different


When I was a kid on the typewriter I’d make my own copy paper from coloring a whole page with crayons really heavy. What it matters - I don’t know.

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