Loving All Those Mistakes

all the alls the extra s mistake in tenses how i so strangely love them in all my poems they make my poems come alive alive with a human touch the missed s, the extra f a classic touch they give to my poems as if they are work of old weather beaten socrates' laws on stones the T turing into I shakespeare's misspelt lady macbetf dickens' forgotten ghot wordsworth extra clouds i love all the mispelt words in a classic way the rawness my poem run over the computer into a world that has given up up pen and ink for the written words the human touch of old time poetry that runs fluid as the blood in my veins i love all the human touch in my poem all the mispelt words i love each missed s, each extra f i missed too the pen and ink