from our Poet....
Collecting dropped thoughts from the misunderstood masses
They turn up in the most unfamiliar places
Parking lots and cafeterias
Dog tracks and cemetery grass
She’s a guardian of secrets
Happy with the weight words carry
Patting her side smiling
every time she hears them jingle.
god could you get any better?
some of these lines pluck at my brain
better yet they tug at my heart.
ha ha I'm the first in audience to stand up and clap today.
haven't writen anything thats why.
guess who sent me a joke?