Gord

2024-11-19 10:04 pm

A look at the steps, 
I look past the flesh, 
Yes, says the books.
No, when I look at your texts.
If one pulls a rope far enough, can they pull past the end?

When you look at yourself?
Do you see past the hair?
Dogs are like wolves,
More inbred and inept,
Live in distant woods,
Beside the caves, bears.

When you look in the mirror,
Do you see yourself?
I took glimpses and saw red.