Tuesday, September 8, 2015

The Giver

Words are given me
but to give away.

I have only with 
the words to fiddle

till they make music
to my ear . . . even

if they befuddle
readers with riddles.

I sure mean no harm,
only to stop mind

from its old track of
perseveration . . .

so to leave some trace 
of the trackless track.

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