Do OverA Poem by Darryl DavisPerhaps
it’s time we sat you
and I put
that needless thing sweating your palm down
and bind yourself to a single spot just
a moment think
what the odds were that we
would comprise this somewhere simply
by defining everywhere else by
default think
how secluded the future would be if
only we could slide back down the beanstalk and start again. © 2011 Darryl DavisAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 21, 2011 Last Updated on June 21, 2011 AuthorDarryl DavisBrussels, BelgiumAboutNote: Friend requests sent by people who haven't read/commented on anything of mine will be declined without exception. I'm an American poet in Belgium with a particular interest in fusing free ver.. more..Writing
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