Continuuee, Non, Togetheerr Poem by Keith Michael

its a maze of astounding proportions. if you don't have all day you surely will want to skip it. the green shrubs that tower to the sky, the sun shining through just enough to light the path, the only thing you can see ahead of you is dirt so rough that it wants to keep you muddled and hold you there forever. lets do a tap-dance around it, so intricate that we have no choice but to continue on together and i haven't been this close to you in a long time. odd what brings us together, a field, and and how it feels when we shake.