Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin - ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Blackout

severance package of umbilical cord <br />paradise lost; pharmacies gained <br />multinationals gained; ambition earned <br />men are never through permanently <br />they carry the maneuvers the moves <br />of other times, other bodies to new loves <br />woman etch their boundaries in granite <br />darn! very territorial <br /> sandy self-erasing lines that’s what spear do <br />but the distaff they master the shutting out game <br />skills acquired in dark room, back allies and aiding God <br />hone their abilities to see in dark <br />and one day they pull the plug on you <br />its blackout for as far as you see the <br />winding vanishing road of time <br /> <br />[Hey Moe! is this what we talked about last night? ? ? ]<br /><br />Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blackout-12/