Spoken Word Piece #1 by Nicole Terry the words  resemble poetry and the poetry resembles art or the art of everything secretly displayed in nothing like SAMO down in SOHO “Plush Safe He Think” Safe flag they think in copyrighted Red White & Blues Nothing’s new in this world except graffiti on paper the poetry resembles another though it flows freely into new waves the heat nurtures the processed 2-legged meats of this earth threat of distinction sophisticated taboos in the hybrid realm of vapid arrogance I just want to be me or maybe Basquiat Picasso     or Miles Davis creating notes on thinning air was it Morrison that told us we have a right to freedom from ourselves? or was that Kennedy’s last thought before the shot rang out? © Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [return to Poems main index] [other Writings]