All Unattainable
I suppose it's fun to move so quicklyThat the sun appears to rise out
Of the west and pass above one
Incorrectly. I am sure I'll never
Know. And I suppose it would
Be nice to break the bonds of
Status, and of commerce, so that
All the world's income would be
Parceled out to everybody equally,
And poverty would cease to be.
That's something else I'll never
Know, but what I've known, and
Will again, I hope, is how exciting
Seeing Carmen Vasquez is, when
She is coming toward me in a
Pair of skinny jeans.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2014-01-29 at 18:48
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