rodent ramblers, life's gamblersA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertorodent ramblers, life's gamblers gnawing on tunes the rebellious separate from the pack making melodies in the sugar shack of harmony, spiritual resonance, cocaine altars in auditoriums where the air is filled with smoke and the mirrors write the lines on the faces the words find satisfaction at the end of the line the voices find sanctity and sanity within the chords of friendship the giants become small parts of a whole this arrogant world needs more humble harmony grow your hair into thin air, and be the restless self you are--- in the end, you'll find the perfect balance and the traps will snap shut but you will be free. erin-cilberto 5/27/16
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4 Reviews Added on May 28, 2016 Last Updated on May 28, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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