Subject: | The Slowness of the Take |
From: | Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com) |
Host: | 207-172-227-98.s35.as1.dnb.erols.com |
Date: | Sat Jan 2, 1999 at 10:38AM |
The Slowness of the Take
It's a slow turn to make
Some never quite uptake
Others see and understand
But can't completely stand
In a new era we're now entering
With roughened edges splintering
There are just a few odd moments lost
When changes evolve by dice tossed
Memories of past exchanges entwine
Curdling the milk and souring the wine
But underneath all of these past woes
Shines a heart of gold nobody knows
- Tristram
© Christopher W. Thomas
9:57pm Sat. January 2nd, 1999