Fever & Fortune
Posted: April 23, 2009 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 1 CommentCure the migraines
Cover the goosebumps
With trillions of cents
And mountains not humps
If I put in the work
Promise me you’ll deliver
If I put you on my shoulder and back
All I ask is you never dry out the river
I might get a little selfish sick
But I’ll still feed them bread and fish
I’m running to destiny’s peak
Just hand me my wish when I finish
© Heath Muchena, 2009
On The Heath 
thanks for your kind words about my poetry, this poem of yours caught my eye in particular, really enjoyed reading it
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