Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Poetry

Make it
Mold it
Bake it
In an oven
Or the sun
File it
Polish it
Wash it
Dry it
Leave it
Naked
Anoint it
With myrrh
But do not put
A tuxedo on it
Let it respire
Orate
Mean
Or be
The way it is
Was born
Tread
Through time
Live on
Or die

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