A man is a rock in a garden of chairs and waits 
for a longtime to be over.

  It is easier for a rock in a garden than a man 
inside his mother. He decided to be a rock when 
he got outside.

  A rock asks only what is a rock.

  A rock waits to be a rock.

  A rock is a longtime waiting for a longtime to be 
over so that it may turn and go the other way.

  A rock awakens into a man. A man looks. A man sleeps 
back into a rock as it is better for a rock in a 
garden than a man inside himself trembling in red 
darkness.

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Poet: Russell Edson (Russell Edson Art)
Poem: The Man Rock
Poem of the Day: Nov 27 2006
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