148 Poem by Morgan Michaels

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Long ago I guessed
a simple 'no' or 'yes'
preferable to words obscure and teeming,
obfuscating meaning.

However accidently
words, like men, are good at seeming:
more than four's palaver;
any more, you're dreaming.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: words
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