Existence Part ll

Straight Write Now


Don't try to be a poet

On a non-poet site .

The commitment clause

Does not take kindly

To such ramblings .


An instrument

Has to be in tune

After it's formation

Or you may as well

Pluck the strings

Of the spider web

That covers

The squirrel hole

In the old oak tree

That stands

In the middle

Of the forest.





Would Want To Sing

If You Treated It

As A Beautiful Thing


Do you want me

To make the creatures dance ?

(  or just the furry ones  )

How beautiful you are

When you think as you do .

But our real life fairy tale

Can never last

Forever .






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