Taking stock (mid bender)A Poem by KerouaowskiLiterally as title saysSnapshot upon snapshot, of time floating by, rustling through leaves, toying with the sky. Constantly moving, yet perfectly still, as Chappo once said, these are merely, observations from a hill © 2011 Kerouaowski |
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Added on November 20, 2011 Last Updated on November 20, 2011 Author
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