No. 37 August 27, 2012
Imagine how waters flow
Like ink forever on a page
The way the words melt into place
Somehow they just know their way
And I just writ ethe message down
With every breath they whisper how
I'll make sure the stories last
When I blink, their memories flash
I see their face I speak their words
In literature no one ever dies
Words can be more than lies
Just let them lead wandering eyes
Guide fumbling hands
For art will bring them back to life