A little diddy that flashed in my head when I looked in a mirror after a refreshing shower.


I Am You

Flip my pages
Through the ages
Can you tell me in a hearbeat where to start my feet
So sweet the dime drop dewed to greet
Inside the flaps of magazines and things that softly
Ran its seams, no dreams to counter bounder creams
So pleasing to my inner inners, grossly pink
And slightly thinner, plain to see and more to winner
Find my lady while I pin her, You are me and I am you
But all this you surely knew for if I'd be without such knowledge
Makes me queasy, my mythology can simply rectify
To all the people who walk by, that when you find me
You will find that all you did was look inside



Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-04-01 at 03:31

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Kathy Lockhart
Wow! Inspiration Showers. Just keep it letting that water flow and by all means look in that mirror! I love this sound of this one.
2007-04-01