Polymid
A weekly poetry blog describing mostly Sundays. Written by James M. Frost
12 May 2014
Forward
cumbersome it is
when all you do is sit still and wait
troublesome it is
when all you do is move about and get yelled at
because you were to late
Forward is the only way they say
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