Where I'M Coming From Poem by Andrew Phillips
Where I'M Coming From
Door ajar?
Is it we were
Trapped in, that we
Should not be let
Out from our prision, to be
Free from this
Cage where the
Newspaper has never been
Changed, but now
The door is open? - Or maybe...
We aren't from
Here and this door was to
Keep us out and
Away but the
Remote key opener was
Used from under our
Soles
And the
Apple looked
So
Tempting...
Wednesday, April 6, 2005
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4/25/2024 5:22:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An astute look at what life feels like. Very well put.