Lee Mack

(Shelbyville Kentucky)

Secrets Kept xx xxx xx Original 08 27 2013


Original 08 27 2013







SECRETS KEPT:


Secrets kept through the aeon
All of what I know of yours
Secrets disclose all of what is
Known of mind - brute strength
Holed up in the same bed
Nuit blanche - so dreams
Synonymously kept chemically
Dependent escape from the
Same room - reveal brute
Strength –private allegories
Anonymously publish authentic
Verses known though not of
Mindfulness of their own
Star dust configured in the
Transparent material spreads a
Cosmos to abstracted brane
Secrets mirror climate change
In the brown fall.



Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. No permission granted.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013
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