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Blind Mice Know Why

Poetry By: DLCannon

taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"

Submitted:Dec 9, 2013    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Blind Mice Know Why


Surviving my hope

In a helpless state of motion

I could have climbed the potato chips

But I let myself go

__into my own belonging

Lifting weights would have gotten me

__that fine looking bitch

But like I said

She would have been a "bitch"

"It's not time to crawl under the sun

It's time to be Mr. Potato Head

And put all your body parts

__back on you yourself

'Cause nobody is here to help you

If you saw your car crashing

Would you never have drove again?

Who closed your eyes

__when you saw her car coming?"


I'm writing to me with my own pen

I could get to dysfunction

And slap around in my identification

These days I have a right to

Having been slapped with the labels

Of dyscolorization

Many has come a time

I could plug into my own sharp wits

If I knew my own sawed off head

__in thee end

What's gonna be the beginning of what it takes?


12-07-'13 #2

D. L. Cannon


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