Poem: Shifty

By: Wylie Strout

shifty

His eyes tried to penetrate the grains of the paper.
How he wanted to know.
To know; to breathe and to know.
To be knowing.
To be a smartie; clever.
His brain hurt.
Maybe it was his eyeballs.
From trying to penetrate the grains of the paper.

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