June 4, 2010

Love

By Tony Brown

Energy stored
in a chest
is nothing at first sight,
practically invisible.

Then we call the chest
a “battery.”

It becomes
worthy,
we seek connection.

We are batteries
in series
channeling the energy
held in our chests.

We charge the night.

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown
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