David Lacey

Rookie - 287 Points (2/3/87 / Middlesbrough)

Red Fork - Poem by David Lacey

These glimering holograms, all fantasy at best,
Here i am undressed before the day my knowing.
I sense the devil flowing, red fork river in streams of consciousness.
I am a fool this day, and still unto the next.
When then shall i find my rest on wisdoms stone?
When then my home within the knowledge of myself?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, May 27, 2013

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