Archive for March, 2007

Another monkey inputting letters. Another fool allowing time to show and tell. Another idiot using the big marker to scribble. Another rant when there is no poem to be found in life. Nothing is that ease when it is that hard. Who cares? No one cares because no one knows one any more. They know too many. And by knowing too many we are all numb to the few. The few with the detail of life and the many with no detail at all. No detail to love and hold. No detail to remember. No detail to make into a unique few you can relate with and love. No detail for a poem. Too many. Too many to see and feel. It all is lost during the process of sorting and arranging because it becomes obvious we are all different configuration of data. The poems are gone. There have been written and where written more years ago when they had years. No one listens for no one cares. The rant is more like a cant only the ranter knows. Another monkey inputting letters.

Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

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