HE LOOKED AT IT
Could not stop thinking of itTried not to think about it
Walked all around it , look from each degree
Look down upon it , look up at it
Hacked in to a satellite
So look at it from as long long away away as possible
Half hitched , the rightest microscope from a top universality
So he could get right close to it
Look on top, of it , even pick it up to check the bottom of it
From all angles at it he looked at it
Put it down , but thinking of it all time
Thought about , as he tried to sleep
Thought about as he finally fell a sleep
He awoke , thinking about it
He thought about it all day long
Just could not get out of his mind
Off his mind
Was it something bad?
Was something good?
Was it indifferent from out?
Or none of the above
He could make head nor tail of it!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2014-08-17 at 17:42
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