Awakening is a real, in
phrases and stanzas
They saturate
All colors except bad
Tincture is real and known
The phrases dreamt us not failed
Our hand
Do you awake chapters?
Do you discuss with them as if to say
wrap me up?
Arrange me
Drive me to the peak point
Your right if you remember
Soft me and keep rough old way
with you
My one time friend
Nevertheless, just wait for me
Later and once more
Hm! It comes and stay
The physiological meaning
of " Anatomy of a Poem"


Dedication to Maddy