short, 'scribbled' longhand wordpoems, written in the Summer of 1967, from the Found Book, lost in my garage's rafters for decades..............
.........unedited.....though, tempted, I was, to write them 'better'.......reading the dozens of poems from my 'teen's' certainly reinforced my ideas about the transformativeness of the brain's abilities to express thinking constructs more accurately and clearly in later stages of 'maturity'....
