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Merging Thought Into Words
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I am just a man
working an unused imagination
into a trampled frenzy.
While you, a fellow sufferer,
on your own road
have chosen to drop in.
We'll visit relics and museums.
Places where we played together
when we were boys.
Some people say
that men never grow up.
Well O.K., we'll
remain boys and play
the same games again.
May God guide us
in glorious transition
as we merge our
independent words
into one coherant sentence.
Stormy weather
that will soon pass
and be as if
it had never started at all.
Let's pull our
pants down
and
pee our names
into the muddy snow.
Merging Thoughts Into Words
This one I liked alot...Especially the last stanza...I had to smile.nice work.....heather