Dan garcia-Black27 Jul 2004
It seems to mean something to me, if I read it thusly,
Wake up
Sprint to burial grounds
Pool around you
let it be water
Cards have spoken
Donât wait
walls will advance
Worlds will shrink
ears will give way
Cling to a cliché
Kiss the poison as the antidote
Speak expectations to listen
Let fragrance engulf you
Did you sleep?
A poem of contradictions. Why not?