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:

  1. 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.

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  2. 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

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