The Ever Playing Show

don't 

      go

         slip

             away,

 

in those

made-up

 

hastey holes,

 

because 

           them

                 cracks

 

keep on

the swallow...

 

and 

     they

          only

 

stop at

 

the

    very

         soul,

 

just take

   a

 

deep

      breath

              &

 

flow along

with 

 

the 

   ever

        playing

                show

james kenneth blaylock

     6-5-07
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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