How Can I Not? Poem by Robert Westlake
How Can I Not?
How can I not understand what
Eyes are seeing, ears are hearing,
Lips are saying? Fog never lifting.
Part of the way the carriage stops. The
Marks on the path are fading. Who
Ever thought these blinders could be blinding?
(February 1,2012)
Friday, February 3, 2012
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