ATTERCOP


A Poem for Distance
April 25, 2010, 10:49 am
Filed under: art, Blogging, Mysteries | Tags: , , ,

This ain’t the first time I’ve been to this well;

And I still haven’t been to it.

But it’s not the first time I viewed it.

 

To drop my Bucket in (still shiny, only two dents)

I can feel in my gut how that water would taste.

 

Drink the living water?

Be seen by it be known

Or crack your head on Mount Diablo.

 

Even if (no, no!) we don’t drink together.

 

I’m not gonna depart. I’m not

Going to rip a shared poem up again.

 

Promise.

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