Wednesday, October 15, 2014

A Poem

if significant to one
and not to another

maxims
adages
cliches
rain down
like
dead
meaningless
parades

a balloon sits in the corner
to reveal a party that is not over

chew on the language
as if it were food

ferment ideas
as if they should
be brewed

satiate an appetite
if you must stay alone tonight

drink up
and pick it to the bone tonight

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