Thursday, July 29, 2010

Empty Vessel


I begin as an empty vessel.
The vessel fills with my life
until the day the clay dissolves,
and all that was inside
empties back into its source.

2 comments:

Fiat Lex said...

Shine light through a glass,
and tell me where wine ceases
and crystal begins.
Let it break, then; let me see
what quenches the thirsty earth.

Dr. Mike said...

Schizophrenia

To think of self as
Other, something to be filled,
Memories stolen,
Identity multiplied
As if by Siamese twins.

[Disposable Tanka July 30, 2010]
Dr. Mike