Chicano Poet

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

That Feeling

he grabbed whatever he could
in the name of love

the green stuff the red stuff
the brown stuff

wires sticking out
he guessed at things

he splashed about
crawled back out

stood there
in amazement

if you had really
looked into his eyes

you would have seen it
you would have felt it

you who thought
it would never come to this


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