Mind Reading
I have a crazy mind that dances to everything..
I read every angle of a word till it's staggering..
Sometimes I crawl behind sentences and hide..
When no one is around I peek and look inside..
There is a need to figure out what is really meant..
Sometimes the answers are not so transparent..
Good or bad I have the desire to explore..
At times I see three words when there is really four..
So this is me, a mind that reads with a poetic stare..
A flaw some may say ,but still a mind that cares..
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2012
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