cigarette smoke fills the air
the poet speaks-
with words only meant to escape HIS mouth.
thoughts and rhymes known only to HIM.
HIS mind is wide open to the public,
and HE sets HIS heart free.
all the feelings-
HE lets us partake.
"One more verse!"
an onlooker says.
HE searches his book of words,
looking for the perfect composition....
HE opens HIS mouth and HIS soul cascades from within.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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