days are slippery
like greased poles going nowhere.
the years as anchors.
Your Daily Haiku
by Jason
days are slippery
like greased poles going nowhere.
the years as anchors.
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
E.E. Cummings
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