Cretan Maineiac

Rookie - 4 Points (April 29,1961 / Lewiston, ME USA)

1986: Movin' On - Poem by Cretan Maineiac

Where to now, slave of
Liberty, who’s gonna’ ask
You in from

This one? Walk on, it’s
Only human, you’ve been
Thru that, accepted it,

Right? Sorta’ like that vacuum
That swells between your
Skull & head after

A one-night stand with everything.

Comments about 1986: Movin' On by Cretan Maineiac

  • (6/1/2008 3:28:00 AM)

    Yes.. I see... well we have been missing each other of late in a void it would appear ... so hello... now I must move on from this stand... apparently I have some music to listen to... xx (Report)Reply

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  • (5/21/2008 9:10:00 AM)

    Those last four lines, C, are one huge, self-awareness-here-I-come punch. One hell of a piece. t x (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 21, 2008

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