Gold seal
Posted on January 15, 2008
Filed Under Random Thoughts
If Midas touched me
I could pose
In mercurial form
Like a floating tome
If Medusa scared me
Michelangelo would steal my arm
And slap her
If I was frozen
My heart knows when
I would die
If I was a petrified tree
I could be sold
In pieces or parts
And fade where it fades
If I was a petrified bird
You could throw
Take me to the nearest
Two birds
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