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First There is Nothing
by Joe CramerFirst there is nothing,
Then the words flow
Like rats from a sinking ship.
My lips purse
Into a frown, a grimace
Then a huge smile,
From the nothing
That is penned into a poem. 09/29/2008 Posted on 09/29/2008
Copyright © 2026 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/30/08 at 03:13 AM I'm noticing an interesting common theme in your recent works, and I gotta say I really like it. I think this one's even better than the other one I read. |
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