Patti Masterman

If Birthdays Didn'T Make You Older - Poem by Patti Masterman

If alleys were blind,
If you could drive
me anywhere
near insanity's brink;
Or if time could march,
and the moon whisper
it's forgotten lines
in blue octopus ink.

If scarce winds could dance,
where soft rains kiss,
or the brave stars wink.
If my neurons were,
in that thinking circus
of blown-fuse circuits,
the weakest link.

If man is a parasite
sucks blood from earth,
grieves igneous oceans
that once gave birth;

If venial sin is always the lesser,
and time leaves us dead in the dust,
I'm bound to make you my
secret confessor,
for time never sleeps
in your rust.

Comments about If Birthdays Didn'T Make You Older by Patti Masterman

  • (10/7/2010 5:34:00 PM)

    I especially like the last 6 lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 16, 2010

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