I demand to know
The reader of my foes
My all inspired demons
My explicit friend who chose
The topic of conversation.
You read it just today
You found it in my letterbox
You gave my inhibitions all away
The reader of my life
And the reader of my past
The reader knows too much of me
To write me just as fast
Tell me now
Exactly what you thought?
You fight as if
You have just been caught
Saying to your friends,
not mine,
I hear gritty little sands of my time
"I know the matter very well,
The paper is right here"
But you, dear reader
Do you admit,
"I read it through and through I got,
Nothing from it still"?
My dear reader
Please dear reader
Find another book.
Don't open me
Or expect my plea
To have another look.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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