Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Catch Me If You Can

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you are
the wings
on which
my poem flies
i cannot catch you
dont be surprised
i am an old man
tired diabetic
weary eyes
i flourish as a blog
on the net
no woman no cry
pocketless pathos
sequestered slice
of pain sorrow
a mouse
in a world of mice
a keyboard
frozen moments
melting ice
a monitor
illuminating truth
in disguise
under the feet
of a child
my heaven lies
my hell my purgatory
words surmise
wisdom is measured
not in books or in size
i might live
through her
when my soul dies
a picture
she will shoot
my soul revive

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