Hubert J. Humperdink

Rookie (10/25/85 / New York Town)

Hubert's 12th Dream - Poem by Hubert J. Humperdink

Time suddenly became a tangible object
Slithering through fingertips
Painting new portraits

And I am holding new images to the mirror's face
With new beauty, now and again

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 2, 2006

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