. . A poem a day
                                    9 August 1999


who am I to say musician 
to say poet 
who am I 
to say artist 
every human needs to say 
these are the only hands 
these are the supreme hands 
I am the only man who ever lived 
a mammal in a lair 
snarling when cornered 
like  Dylan's wolverine 
gasping for the last breath 
for the last word ever uttered by 
mankind itself 

- David Jackson 

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