Doug Stuber – Poems from ages 12-16.
Written in New York and New Hampshire
Great expectations – great?
But what when the obvious happens?
A predictable animal grasps you
And throws you to the ground.
Thoughts of how nice it would be if . . .
Then they vanish like a dream when you wake up.
A floating reality teases your mind,
It is there but it may never reach you.