Dream of words
By mtpoet
Dream of words I do not remember to save my life whether I ran away or got tossed out with the word when we were caught exchanging dizziness & for the life of me I do not know what they meant in what they said but recalling being cast out enhances the magnitude of that situation & I was young enough to wear hand-me-downs when we walked out of the house down three flights of winding stairs & I was proud for in my hand I clasped the new pen you planned to write your poetry with & the word with me was virgin or was it? It has been so long now that even I have forgotten. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 08:49 AM PST, Rudy Thomas 0 • 10
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"Dream of words..."