who is this man i've slept with so many years this stranger come between us seen everyday stumbling with every breath every step a tragic comedy still playing with each life encountered sliding downhill all the while toward some distant landscape feeling the stranger in himself grasping at straws to balance the unbalanced never seeing the reflection in the mirror
01/06/2008
a wonderfully good sounding and goodly flowing and good posing question poem, George, which I find engendering a great curiosity.
sounds like the guy I often wake up and wonder about, with and without the mirror. Good work George!