ANCIENT
there was a time
when swamps ruled
and mermaids traded in copper
the sun's advance
for tables under pinwheels
that perfect slice
of morning
when even the Incas gambled.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
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This is about observation - artistic, political, and personal. Some days I laugh. Some days I wonder. And some days I'm ready to paint the ceiling with a pistol. Enjoy the ride. Somebody has to.
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