James Mills

Fingerprints - Poem by James Mills

Its as if...
Your slice of being
the space you fling
on life.

And the remains
of being here...your trace.
This space that fills.
The frills (God what else?)
of your intense... fumbling?

Seems...only that.
And maybe... maybe intent?

Say: That's my intent.
Something...really meant.

You sought to go on
and to show on
the snail's silvering path
you sought to show...
some sign.

Leave...That sigh...
of used to be.
That being...your only spoor.


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  • (5/15/2005 2:04:00 PM)

    this is really creative, fresh writing...I enjoyed it very much. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 15, 2005

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