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Put Out your HandPut out your hand Both if you want more But not enough to lose Your grip on reality Loosened by a twist of Fate Or by Destiny's cruel punch Full in the jaw you rub While trying to stop a bleeding nose From dripping on the carpet You just bought for a fortune Too small to count by itself Against the terrors of the world That cease to exist in our minds But become reality in reality Upon reality lost in imagination And Figment galore at Disney Or in the Lost-and-Found Near the main gate of Hell From which demons come roaring On Harleys as a bat or something Wanting to drink blood as vampires Do on Moon-lit nights with stars Obscured by clouds covering the sky Falling into place and toward you Waiting for you to reach out and Put out your hand Content © 2003, Michael J Dangler |