A Poem
Remember when you were brilliant
The sun shone in your eyes.
Your mind was runny honey
Dripped across the page.
You return years later,
And cannot recall where
this sticky mess came from.
The sun shone in your eyes.
Your mind was runny honey
Dripped across the page.
You return years later,
And cannot recall where
this sticky mess came from.
2 Comments:
yeah, I've had that experience too...
By Craig Schwarze, At 10:50 PM
good poem!
By Angus, At 2:22 PM
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