(June 27, 2009: The Original Lost Dreams...Nice to compare meandering hope)
Processing
(CarolAnn Edscorn; June 28, 2009; Jaffrey, NH. Growing up different; each poetry unit is a memory.)
Processing.10
Can’t make a living forming music
Can’t make a living building words
Can’t make a living dancing
(Fall down a lot anyway)
Can’t make a living petting pets
(Don’t have one anyway)
Can’t make a living growing birch
Can’t make a living smelling roses
Can’t make a living weaving Light
(Fingers cramp anyway)
Can’t make a living painting stars
(Titanium white isn’t bright enough anyway)
No
Can’t make a living crafting victuals
For imaginary restaurant
Can’t make a living designing villas
Can’t make a living conceiving new toys
(They are still fun anyway)
Can’t make a living flying far away
(Sigh)
Be a nurse
Be a teacher
Be a secretary
Listen to words
Build another inside wall
Darken eyes another point
Kill another heart stopping wonder making laughter creating joy inducing brain engaging living muse
Am I alive or not?
Can’t make a living being me?
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