a journey of awareness
Since You AskedYou know when to stopWhen the crying stops.What edges the coreAre unshaven whiskers.The scent of pineReeks of immortality.The bifurcated mindIs the real nut inside.Disposable Poem November 22, 2010]Dr. Mike
Since You Asked
ReplyDeleteYou know when to stop
When the crying stops.
What edges the core
Are unshaven whiskers.
The scent of pine
Reeks of immortality.
The bifurcated mind
Is the real nut inside.
Disposable Poem November 22, 2010]
Dr. Mike