Never Then Poem by David Lacey

Never Then



Metallic construct, new born baby
Cries, dies and learns to fly.
Yes No Maybe
Always why
Always when
Never now
Never then.
Forget me if you can
Leave me in my den
I’ll be happy here awhile.
I’ll draw myself a smile.
Could you lend me a pen?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 29 May 2009

Last line opens a whole world up.

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