This Is Where My Cure Is Taking Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "If Zero Isn't A Number, Them 'Who Am I?'"

Submitted: October 16, 2011

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Submitted: October 16, 2011



This Is Where My Cure Is Taking Me


The fireflies of lightning

__and the cast of running lines

The fantasies withholding

The holding on of life

Still, images of wanderings

__in this silly, silly life

I could end up saying "sorry"

__but what would end up being right?

For the staggerings

And misplacings

The cut up parts of time

A mountain fresh winery

A gallery, if you will

The due drops in the morning

And the light that ends, as well

And maybe carvings of a better time

Would saw our heads off right

Or could it be?

There is no use of holding off the will

The fragments of our unity, still

Be you

You be you, and I'll be you too

And we'll wonder what to do

And how to see

It can produce a more soft

Luxury and optometry

__raining source

To cloudy skies above

Where a pinching of

__the fine points

Could of left the sprinkled cheese

__on the ground

____where people we become

Begin to be every one but one

And we all had our names

And I am real for you

You all seem real to me

But can we find out more

Of what we all wanted to remember


What we all know

Was so greater

In the beginning?



10-16-'11 #1

D. L. Cannon

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