M (Sept 6,1990 / )

Dibble Dabble....Scribble..Nonsense

long before your time
in thoughts and being
but somehow in the past
ancient knowledge
you held
like a fist full of quarters
near a payphone at a gas station
clutching them to get
the utmost number of calls

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i like this poem for many reasons but foremost because it makes me think of the days when you actually saw paphones everywhere..just a random memory but a good one