Poem of the Week "page so and so"

You sit down in your favorite coffee shop chair
You know the one that fits your ass just so perfectly
You pick up that newspaper resting it's self on the table
that one you missed from a day or so ago
Your eyes catch editorial, something nifty, and condensed just for your understanding. Now formulating your opinions or settling for the one their selling you as you end of the column.
It tells you to jump to page so and so
So you do... and the page is gone,
You shuffle back to check, and you left hanging there.
For a brief moment you heart stops, questioning your sanity, because page so and so is gone,
It could have just as easily never been, but those words continued on page so and so have you convinced that it was once there.




Page so and so, a few numbers, a few letters signifying the relationship of itself with the others as a whole... just a few letters and a few numbers...
just like you. Just like memories...




Jump to page so and so to see your big sister pacing and yelling to keep mom from leaving dad, jump to page so and so and your mom is asking you to keep a secret from the family, the one about divorcing him. Continued on page so and so and dad's gone... and he's not there, shuffle again, you know he was there, but still no trace




Just like jumping to page so and so with your 7th grade teachers in a semi-circle around you telling you in the most delicate and best possible ways that they suggest special reading classes. Continued on page so and so with a doctor telling you years later tested positive, a level 8 form of dyslexia, earlin syndrome he called it... jump again to the only elementary school teacher you remember, forcing you to remain standing in front of the class if you could only start and finished that first paragraph, and you stood there crying for the rest of your life...




Shuffle again to you on stage reading in front of dozens of eyes trying not to fuck up this next line
Jump to page so when you weren't afraid of being called retarded... and seems like it never was.




Shuffle back to page so and so and your sitting in your favorite coffee shop chair, wondering where your life is hiding, because you know it's there, you would swear by it, but it's gone. Lost on page so and so

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[tommy20003]

sorry but let me comment again.. i was looking at the views.. only 1128 while it should be having over 10thousand people watching it.. but things stupid such as that guy who change his voice and other stupid things u find 30 thousand+ watching it. to show how uneducated people are, and how retard they are... those people are really lost in Page so and so...

thnx again Danny...

[newcomposition]

thank you. really. that means alot.

[baugher3]

dud this is awesome! its very moral, very deep, i feel yah.

[newcomposition]

thanks.

[christopherinsc1981]

I liked it a lot very touching and deep poem.

[newcomposition]

thank you

[fardja]

"Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are."

I borrowed that quote from my favorite author.. it seems just so appropiated ;)

[fardja]

"Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are."

I borrowed that quote from my favorite author.. it seems just so appropiated ;)

[poesho]

This is exactly what I was talking about in my vid response. That idea of whatever was on page so and so, or what will be on page so and so - very poigniant and intelligent.

I was wary at first jumping to the memories, but you make a stella point by the time you're through.

As someone trying to jump to his own next page so and so, thanks for writing this.

[newcomposition]

thanks man... really