Cool for the real show
Steady as a rock
Slipping through calendars
Picking my own lock
Seventy or eighty numbers
Stood surrounding me
No order I could cipher
Would make them really be
Some now will come soon
Again some voice will tell
Confusion has an ending
A beginning just as well
I do go slow, though
Faster in my brain
Cool for the real show
Starting over again
JM
4 comments:
finally "following" your poems. thanks
nice. i like it.
thank yyous
Very nice. Vertical blinds
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