Getting to the MoonA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhen can I fly in the universe?
I've moved an inch in my solitude
Time's tentacles fastened me to the self Words, action scramble upon the inner walls of being I want to move a mile or more and find myself On the other side of the moon. © 2014 Alfred Kukitz |
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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