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Last Chance

the next way.... still waits for mournful reason: three-headed frogs- reptilians, unafraid to come out of the closet.... car-salesman who care- "canaries" we call anomalies, threatening to overrun us; we're just beginning to tingle, canaries as big as the sun- too painful to look at.... everything becomes nothing, waiting for .... the next way

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Christopher Higgins

Date: 7/3/2009 5:51:00 AM

You are such a talent with words my friend..you always take me into your poems and let me see, feel and enjoy your experience..this is a wonderful write..love the variation of your work.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 7/3/2009 1:20:00 AM

Jim,the title "last chance'-last try,im reading these words but something here makes me feel,that this poem should be read in between the lines,'canaries" threats--everything becomes nothing--pain--doubts-many sand castles--this is sad--and you expressed the emotions so well-and you emphasized on"the next way'-going another way not to feel touch the pain as big a sthe sun--wisely done and makes my heart stir with sadness too--still last chance-hope still there-stick to it my friend--------charma