Louis Charriez

Rookie (11/25/1962 / Chicago, Illinois)


Poem by Louis Charriez

Oh how it deceives!
Jumping from one log to the next.
Heart racing as i run to it.
The fists the size of mountains.
Oh my god the pain! !
This race of life is drowning my tears.
There it goes into the forest.
I catch up to it.
Wake up, fix my pillow and go back to sleep.
Now thats clever!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, February 11, 2011