Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Differently The Same

Differences, see them
The same
As always.
Not always
Becoming
What you will.
Trying
and dying
To try to tell
A different tale
At the end of the day.

Repeat
The instructions
They might be more clear
Wash, rinse
Repeat
Bald has no hair.

At the end of the day
A different tale
It was changed
Just once
A wink and
A smile.
Repeat.
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1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJanuary 8, 2009 at 4:33 AM

    Love your poem.

    I write silly stuff that entertains people, but you actually WRITE. Keep it up.

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