Looks
Am who you know,
Has plastic cards and passes...
Everything people.
With big binoculars to the soul,
Someone is trying
To transform the right mode.
But the passes
Objects like a lawyer,
Like an architect.
You can't land here with
That famous saying,
"It's who you know."
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K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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