~~playing catch with the wind..
chasing after idea and idea..
with no real reason or foreseen end..
for now and then, we go through changes..
better than not, sometimes we all have to pretend..
today you might hate me, tomorrow you might love me..
and each and everyday that passes us by..
the question never asked is a notion that alluded
and just walked on by..
avant garde today and mainstream tomorrow..
Monday you're the news, and Friday you're thru..
the well wishes of a brighter tomorrow..
So put on your dress, put on that pout..
Press your lips to mine, let's give them all
something to talk about..
we all have something to say, whether you know
this to be true..even if you can't spell
or know the name of the animals in the zoo..
it's a world of pretend, made of cardboard, paste
and paint..as flat as can be, there's no satellites
that spin, only Moonlight and pin pricks in the sky
..there's starlight in your eyes..
and Butterflies that commit suicide into your
windshield mirror going down highway I-75..
so I put on a new coat, and brush my hair..
my life starts now..it's not to be wasted..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
April 29, 2016
copy right reserved 2016
0117 hours
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