#1 2/4/92 Poem by Arthur Hummler

#1 2/4/92



The unknown such a mysterious word
Makes the word known sound absurd
It it exists he will know
then it the place where I want to go
to stare into his prophetic eyes
No one here gets out alive

Monday, July 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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