Body
Sitting here behind these eyes
Looking at the world and all its lies
Sitting here listening with these ears
Hearing the fools babble about their dears
Using this mouth to talk about
The thing no one wants to think about
Using these hands to write on the paper
Before the words turn to vapors
Involuntarilly beating this heart
To function these things to make the art
Using this mind to check the lines
To make sure that each word finds
Wile its wasting all my time
The partner into which it rhymes
Using this body to hold together
All these things which could be lost forever
Copyright © Teddy O'Connell | Year Posted 2010
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