Face To Face Poetically

I got some poetry to place.

A mental workout, full of sweat.

Each stanza is a bead rolling down your face.

Each verse another life line to rehearse.

We are all a stage and life presents itself upon us.



cracking with time, sometimes feeling solid in between the lines.

the cracks the wrinkles phased into our minds,

Who are we but some one else's poem, a walking talking piece of poetry.
Formed lite'rare'ly into a book a million pages long.

We are we and with every breath that we take we create life,
Rhythm and blues and in ourselves we try to find solitude.

and in that solitude we feel like the 27th letter.

and in that newness we feel better.

I have some poetry to place.
escaping my mouth to you
creating face to face.

misplaced literally so to be taken in to your vertebrae.
trying to encase thoughts that can only be felt verbally.

we are we and nothing other than we can be,
and with me i am the replacement of thoughts to you
face to face
Poetically