Been There, Done That

James R. Ford

Slipping into the darkness of the night

beyond the barren dreams of yesterday

wandering into your dream of black and white

on your knees son, cinema verite

Sliding down a greasy pole multiplex

along the ocean's ebbing tide

I saturated your wordless balloon

puncturing the sadness with a loud pop

on your feet soldier, fire at will

Skating across the delusion of loneliness

through the wind in absent formation

numbering your motives from one to thirty one

in your face, homogenized hero

Slipping into the darkness of the night

beyond the barren dreams of tomorrow

wandering through your dream of black and white

on your knees son, deja vu

Deja.

Published by James R. Ford

Born and raised in Boston, MA, James is an accomplished, published author. He has published many articles, short stories, and prose on AC/YCN since 2007. He has edited, and directed, many programs for telev...  View profile

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  • James Ford3/25/2009

    Thanks for comments so far. This one I wrote in the mid 1990's. It's always been one of my favorites.

  • Maureen Dover12/16/2007

    so elaborate with your unique style

  • Lisa Renee.12/5/2007

    Love the wordplay. Good work, James.

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