one would not wish to follow the path
where only the blind and foolhardy have lead
so often in one form or another you have heard
this many times said
in this statement there is logic to be had
so let me show you some Sage Samples before hand
with the help of this pen and pad
if you fell out of a tree you would more than
likely break a bone and not your spirit
say you go out to that same tree a few days later
do you think you would be a little leery, maybe
even fear it
I know that's a strange concept to absorb and make
sense out of
like is there really any difference between a
push and a shove
I think some really weird thoughts at even stranger
times
there is no limit to how high into the space of
absurdity my mind clings and climbs
this is my favorite form of fun
the paper is my loom
this pen churns out words like strands of thread
being spun
what can I say I consider it my personal gain
when someone finds me to be eccentric leaning
towards this side of insane
I have managed to share myself with you just one more time
I'll cease doing so for this moment so you can
say at least that every line I wrote in this highly
questionable poem
still somehow managed to rhyme
well,
lucky lucky me,
oh yeah...........
(written Feb 7,1991)