Now I lay me down to sleep, <br />secure in the knowledge that poetry <br />is in both better and worse shape <br />than it always was. <br />These are words and here <br />are some more. <br />Remember when they used to <br />pick locks with bobby pins? <br />Or when children built <br />rocketships out of confetti? <br />These are words and here <br />are some more. <br />Feel free to feel free.<br /><br />metamorphhh (aka jim crawford)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nighters/
