Days of nothingness <br />Days of clear skies the temperature descending <br />Days of no telephone calls or all the wrong ones <br />Days of complete boredom and nothing <br />is happening <br />Days of 1967 coming to a close in the frigid condition of chest <br />cold and cough <br />drops <br />Days of afternoons in the life of a young girl <br />not being on time <br />Days of daydreams exploding <br />Days of utter frustration <br />Days of my film being cursed and myself <br />with the curse never lifting <br />Days of closed windows to keep the cold <br />out the livingroom warm <br />Days of avoiding lunch for a phone-call <br />with change of plans for the day <br />Days of posting letters <br />Days of no mail today <br />Days of fatigue and amphetamine highs <br />Days of Charles Edward Ives <br />Days of the 4:00 pm doldrums <br />Days of wonder drugs to challenge the common cold <br />Days of utter frustration <br />Days of forgetting<br /><br />Gerard Malanga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/days-of-rome/
