Tuesday, November 20, 2018

G.R. Melvin with friends



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    It’s not only at night
    One ought to be quiet
    So as not to .startle
    A sleepwalking man
    So you stay still
    Mostly I still do
    I wouldn’t awaken
    A sleepwalking man
    He’s steering past scenery
    He’s deaf to the dreadful din
    It’s as if imbedded in him
    An old ghost holes up
    And mostly he still goes
    All lost.
    He’s explosive
    World wrecking
    But mostly he’s expecting
    All lost.


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