Art for the Sake of Art, Words for the Sake of Words

Unconsciously composed

are the truth, the start

of all great coordinations

and compositions.

Composition for the sake

of itself.

For the sake of

rehearsal, and practice.

Practice for practice

overdue but now and


Make no mistakes

by allowing mistakes.

He who laughs with understands,

he who laughs at

dies alone.


Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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