Discovery Channel Poem by max pike
Discovery Channel
into your hair
into another kind of silence of night
stare at your eye
stare at another kind of mistery of mirror
taste your smile
taste another kind of length of bridge
listen to your ear
listen to another kind of sound of drum
every day i found you
standing on the new land as another kind of exist
every day i found you
in the discovery channel
you are my discovery channel
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