Given up for dead
In a surrealist’s paradise
The backstroke leads
Some back home.
The found objet d’art
Is no place for comfort
Rather confronting
The mind resolutely.
I’ve found that testing
Your courage
Saps my strength
Daily:
The mind no match
For a sweating
Heaving muscle.
(c) jim hill (7-23-03)
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