hypatia9 May 2004

I don't see the bar scene as others do.
I tend to be blind to what others see.
I didn't see the moon "when the light went away."
I was too busy fighting, protecting my self
Putting off loving til "the end of a storm."
Crap, I say, to the poemranker storm.
Wish we all could just talk about poems.
Like this one, which I like quite a lot.