DISJOINTEDNESSA Poem by MarkContemplating whether putting words to paper, given my other lacks, has any real value in The Big Equation. You'll pardon me if I think it does!
DISJOINTEDNESS I have no toes, I have no gut, I have no nose, I have no butt; I have no brains, I have no balls, I have no NOTHING, No, not at all! As an evanescent vapor Now I waft across the paper As a spiritual raper, Or a harmless meditator I of words am but a shaper, Making Mark’s upon a paper… September 19, 1990 © 2009 MarkReviews
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