Sunday, December 23, 2012

Rope

Still writing about
Places I’ve never
Been prairies I’ve
Never sailed seas
I’ve never walked
Upon not that I
Could I’m not that
Good a fisherman
I’m the one usually
Gets caught in
The bloody net
Daydreaming of a
Way out looking
At the world thru
Tiny windows of
Escape

KE

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