10:53 a.m. - 2008-10-01
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Donald R. Anderson
Reading Between the Letters
Reading between the letters
I see shapes of skull and bones.
I see prison bars caging in
the blank space of pages
who just want to have fun.
I see between the letters
the cries of pigeons pecking on
sidewalk cracks, their feet
pumping up and down in nervous
dance.
Reading between the letters I see
the faces of the authors behind the books.
The letters speak
of an unanimous call
for a world of desires.
