D. Harris

Rookie (June Tenth, Nineteen-Ninety-Two / Elgin, Illinois)

Understanding The Cat - Poem by D. Harris

I've seen the blind men sitting in the dark playing cards while we watch from on balconies of ivory towers and don't we know yet where we're going? we're going to where the white ships sail and our house is burning fast in the dark of the night so as our eyes become unaware of what we see and the deaf hear ever more then I think we might consider the possibility of a lost cause and head home before we run out of time because time is really what its all about time time time is where its at time time time is what we need and if we run out of time then what will we do will we sit alone and sleep will we sleep alone and sit I don't think well do anything if we run out of time and even though its running out quickly its safer to ignore it and to go about our business forever more while Poe and the raven sit on the shoulders of giants and Newton spits down at them from up above and says...gods know what. To the moralists who hide behind a story they don't know because even I don't understand the cat Clive even I don't understand the cat but do you understand the cat because I think I might because the cat is the only important thing it's the why behind the how its the reason we're all living and dying all the time just like Ruby but she'll never tell you her name so be sure not to lose your dreams because lost dreams lead to lost minds these days

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010



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