Friday, February 13, 2009

I Had A Life

I'm sure at one point this was my life....
this artifact walking around, swinging
arms and legs...looking out through
sagging eyes, a semblance of habit
pretending to hold the thing together.

I remember it always made me nervous
that I didn't know who I
I know I was never anyone anyway...whew!
O'l Johnny's dissolving
one thought at a time.


At February 14, 2009 at 9:22 AM , Blogger Larry Prater said...

I like this poem. Unfortunately, I identify with it, it reminds me of myself. Thanks for writing it.


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