verse / 20231213
the thing in itself / the I in me, thee in thou / alone with our truths
writing is sorrow ~ having had written is sublime
the thing in itself / the I in me, thee in thou / alone with our truths
life is without care / its being without effort / ‘tis living that minds
tune out all the noise / and listen to the silence / the language of god
mind and heart aligned / anything seems possible / the way less obscure #prayforalignment#happythanksgiving
I hunger for meat! / tho succulent game abounds / my quiver is bare
I am alone – me alone, I exist alone, I consume the crowd and the crowd becomes me without me there is no crowd without me – nothing no thing without me the thing, any thing is absent was never there had never existed I, alone, am and, alone, I exist
the last slice of bread / alone in the flaccid bag / unfit for the host #川柳
nothing I can do / could ever matter as much / as a stream’s passing #川柳
the morphine drips drops / drips drops so buena buena / so fucking buena
eyes down, collar up / shearing headwinds cut the pace / woe, I can’t turn back #川柳