The Red Bookbr By Reid Baerbr br I’m unable to keep pace with my own terms orbr thoughts flying ahead instead of staying behindbr br this perturbed brain easily enough I lose sight br of such fleeting symbols that could spell out – yes - bybr br this hand! I’d rather be ripping off anotherbr man’s well expressed work than go insane over wordsbr br too difficult to pursue so I steal them likebr a pilfered coin from a purse what with the gold there br br is ain’t his anyway. I’ll lie consciously in br an awkward moment declaring myself as is br br to impress a fellow traveler by moving these br letters around restlessly running here and there -br br ‘tis only my ill gotten gains against my will -br I pull everything down and hastily rebuild.