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2/04-A poet I know
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2004 2-20-04
11:40 pm
I took out a book from a poet I know.
A book composed of great thoughts.
A book produced with admiration and desire.
You may ask why this book.
Why tonight.
I took out a book from a poet I know.
A book to search for answers.
A book containing the truth.
This book of life.
But why tonight.
I took out a book from a poet I know.
A book to find her truth.
A book with her secret code.
This book with the answers to this code.
Why tonight.
I took out a book from a poet I know.
A book to help me sort the riddles of words she weaves.
A book to find the answers of her poem.
This book has helped me not.
Why tonight.
Tonight I took out a book from this poet I know.
To help me find the answers amongst the page.
But the answers I seem to miss, are the answers I need the most.
I tried to decode these precious words, on the page, from this poet I know.
But alas they escape me.
My mind left to wonder circles in the desert for days, searching for "water in my palms" and answers for my soul.
So tonight I took out a book from a poet I know.
