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14/11/2007
Short
I feel like a lab rat
stuck in a huge
hazy
maze
carried on scurrying
panicky
feet
trying to find the reason
reward
way out
rushing headlong
with mindless
purpose
not seeing very far
beyond the whiskers
on the end of my nose.
How the hell do I know
where I'm going?
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I like your blog. Love poetry and interesting expressions of self. I'm working on a blog myself called last supper sociology.
http://lastsuppersociology.blogspot.com
I'd love for you to take part. Your prose are so eloquent it would be great to hear your idea...... cheers.
Posted by: Diana | 26/11/2007