Good one. Choice piece.
On Wed, Jun 24, 2009 at 12:37 PM, James Allen <abey2@...> wrote:
Clean Slate
In the background I heard
This chalk scratching
Out writing on
The wall
Whose invisible hand
Moved through eyes
Shaping clay into souls
It crept over our words
Finally exploding at death
From spines and brains
WE do finally realize just
What life really meant to US
Clarence
--
Howie
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