15 February 2010

Three -- an old school poem

An old poem I wrote freshman year in college.  I was cleaning out some old stuff and ran across some old 3 1/2" disks.  Unfortunately I erased some of the ones that may have had more poems on them before really looking at what their contents were -- including a poem I won money for senior year in high school.

I'm not sure what I was writing about, but it is still a decent poem.


In that place i could see
seven stars in the sky
    i had designed
    my own prison
    then something happened
         the walls disolved
         and the sky collapsed

I’ve never known anything so great
as that feeling
            the kind so bad
            you wouldn’t wish
            your worst enemy
    once you feel it      though
       it’s different
            you wish it to anyone
            anyone -- your worst enemy
            even your best friend
    and you mean it
    crazy thing is
            you always knew this
                    you meant it

The walls are gone now
and taking another look up
i realize that really
         one’s a satallite
         two are planes
         and another a paint splash
                on the window
                from when i redecorated

In this place
             i    can    see

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