They scold us
thinking we are all the same...
Peggy Sue
have you seen...
Sometimes I hoot and holler
And beat upon my chest...
I type all day, and answer phones.
Just one of many, standard clones...
Hey there again pretty girl
I knew you would be back...
Short time, long time?
I was musing about the passing of time, with the...
Tomorrow not a word
Yesterday's heard...
When the tide changes,
The superior and subordinate switched sides...
Daylight drifting in,
Wakens me from sweet slumber...
Tinge of silver in her hair,
A wrinlke here and a wrinkle there...
Safety on the brain
and not on weapons relies...
It's those cracks that let the light in
Those holes that keep us humble...