STOP - before reading this poem, please note...
ONE in the Same (Ending...
to rich gold is to taste gold
to rich gold is to rich the black market...
No-one's ever said to me,
Jonathan...
Tell me if this
life is true, can...
More Than A Tiny Wealth
We let existence flow...
the triangle and physics
the chemical taste...
Do you ever read your ending,
afraid of starting a fire in this black winter...
time tells a vocabulary
time tells a tale of a grand vocabulary...
Disquiet sits quietly
making mental notes...
Just as a rose, has a long stem
So it can proudly parade...
Timing
Has redeemed us...
a teen with tiny feet
has been so meany mean...