Sunday, September 9, 2012

Marked


 
We are all marked
with uniqueness.

The lines and edges
are ours for a lifetime.

To know every mark
is not possible.

To want to know
is irresistible.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...

Autumnal Revisions

Children who’ve lost both
Parents drift aimlessly, gone
With nowhere to go.

*
Then when it’s over.
We’re supposed to start over
From scratch, scratch, scratch.

[Disposable Haiku September 9, 2012]
Dr. Mike