Monday, August 2, 2010

Dead Meat Poet Thats Me

chopped
sliced
minced
poetry
the only form
of expression
that comes
freely to me
through fluttering
wings
of words
i set these
pigeons free
perched
on an internet
cable wire
bird like words
what i shoot
is what you see
from flickr
to facebook
to twitter
twittering
to be or
not to be
molded
as a poem
on a potters
wheel
a pitcher
for the
thirsty

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