the fingertips
Posted to Action Poetry
by buddhabitch on 2004-03-13 18:48:00
connected to the mind bone
my mind bone is bleached
and dry as a cow skull
left in the desert sun
when it comes to poetry
I used to be able
to connect the two
fingertips and mind
and even rhyme
a time or two
lately, I have beads on the brain
so that must be it, beadbrain
that's me
play on...
