rmestre

my crazy world
broke
by periods
of sleeping sanity
in dreams
that imitate
dreams
that I step
and stop
to think I stopped
or did I step
or did
I
stop
looking
in a mirror
is it
a reflection
of myself
or just
my image
in a
mirror
of earth
crumbling
while you're
beside
yourself
you can't
help
yourself
oh yeah
I stopped
cuz
if I step
in a crack
I might stub
my toe
can you
dress
for success
if
you're
unemployed
do you know
what
a handshake means

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Robert Mestre
The Buddhism Primer : An Introduction to Buddhism ISBN 978-1411663343
http://buddhismprimer.blogspot.com/
Artistic Minds Society
http://materials-synthesis.com/amc/

rcallaci

I love this kind of poetry. I like the rat a tat tat of the pitter patter. I also like very much what it says.
A great fun piece.

Warm Regards,
Bob

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Nature weeps, the devil sings
at man’s greed and pride
and what it brings

Just lots of useless
little things…

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