Pull up the blinds, throw open the shutters <br />yell at the shadows, to hide in the clutter. <br />look at the walls as they come into view, <br />see for your self, the reds and blues. <br />dance if you will to a four, four beat, show <br />all the world you can win, but first you <br />need some sleep.........<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spitting-springlers98/
