Thursday, July 5, 2007

QUANTUM


I found my role
hard to accept—
and yet
I found it droll


I found my hole
hard to inspect—
and yet
I found it full


I found my parole
hard to dissect—
and yet
I found it dull


I found the Demerol
hard to inject—
but then
I found a hole


I found the pole
hard to detect—
and yet
I felt its pull


I found the toll
hard to reject—
and so
I sold my soul


I found my role
hard to affect—
and yet
I played it cold



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