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how a moment is a lifetime
by Charlie Morganhis scraggly hair hid his world;
but his demeanor and words held
him imprisoned; "drop me anywhere,
that's how i feel every morning anyway."
he said, [and like a gabe ricard
story where the protagonist also hid
between the lines.]
two women, soon to be his fellow-prisoners,
were listening so as to copy this behaviour.
like he was their mentor, and me, a passerby,
[a nosy passerby] hear this while i'm on my way
to teach a class in Careeer Exploration.
ha! he's already in full-swing with his and
he has two applicants already to interview.
06/17/2009 Posted on 06/17/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/17/09 at 04:43 PM Quite cryptic, Charlie. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 06/17/09 at 05:42 PM I'd love to audit your class on career exploration sweet thang. The only problem would be you couldn't keep from laughing long enough, after you read the placard I'd wave at you from the back of the classroom, to teach it. Loved this. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 06/17/09 at 05:43 PM *hint* has something to do with unwrapping chinese food takeout.
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