Souls of a Poet
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1. jillcamp | May 5th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
On and/or Off
switch me on
electric thoughts
the sun on my back
on my shoulders, ankles, skimming out my toes
Sun sets
I’m off
numb from too much input
frozen out
W\switch me off
I’m tired
exhausted
gassed out
Sun rises
on -rays hit me
off-behind a tree
on-heat punches me
of-slipped behind a cloud
it rises and sets
each day each night
earth turns and with the turning spins
experience in on
off
on…