Saturday, January 19, 2008

Idiosyncrasies of life (Poem)

People, places, things,
Not the noun.

Touch, smell, taste,
Not the senses.

Between a rock and
a hard place,
Not a metaphor.

Things are not always
what they seem,
The idiosyncrasies of life,
The reality of art.

-- © Nicola Parente 2008

1 comment:

buttholesurfer said...

I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE NICOLA.
LUPE