Reading You Aloud

by WIREMAN

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-04-21 13:32:00

and when I do
I mean I do do
doodly do read you
a voice shines thru
and it’s in all that
chance to be or not
to be true, that we do
connect…..believe me
we are but specks in a
cosmic scheme, all about
this chance to dream, that
sense to know where ya been
to feel the flesh, and pass
the test, make a nest….warm
comfy place…where there’s
none of this about face, hell folks
I feel it really, I mean life, does
not have to be a rat race….WIREMAN