bradbury.....i see you....
i've been deciphering your writing code moments at a
time.....now the pattern is mine...
all your words like notes of some symphony...played
out and orchestrated by any who finger the right piano.....
a silent concert hall.....
a hundred thousand song less minds and two who are
humming along....
a fool who still seeks a firefighter to put out the
flame....as others run, because they know...
i saw it too 'that dinosaur...lying on the beach'
i prefer if you do not yell at me for knowing and instead offer a
welcoming acceptance.....
for now i must go.....but i'll be listening for that
phone to ring or are you too lost like peg in Mexico?
the pliable walls that surround me as the ocean
waves crash through my front door.....delightfully drowning
standing tall with your spine intact.....immortal
pages.....keep reeling you back...
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