Patti Masterman


It's Nobody's Fault - Poem by Patti Masterman

I like how music and culture overlap
I love how movies and reality mesh
Thirty frames a second, and holographs are king
In the cubist world of the eleven dimensions
It's nobody's fault.

I like how senses and minds reflect
The outer environments subtle cues
Ink blots and symbol cards give themselves away
There are no secrets in the subconscious collective
It's nobody's fault.

I enjoy that the inner man is pure freedom
Formed into a sacred fountain of living flame
Self renewing and bright as a welders torch
When treasure's hid, no fools may conquer it
It's nobody's fault.


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  • Allemagne Roßmann (8/25/2011 3:35:00 AM)


    Technology at its best to serve mankind through your poetry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010



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