Throwback Thursday Poetry: Backstage

in a dark hole unseen by the masses
glaring at things beyond foggy glasses
my presence is unknown but seen by all
without my actions the show may just fall
no thank you’s received in this job of mine
but i still work and feel good inside

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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