This is my skin.
It's skin deep.
A color
not found
in nature.
Somebody else
picked it out
for me.
Want to
try it on?
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
1 comment:
Rip Van Winkle
Good thing I can’t see
Myself except in mirrors.
Where did my hair go?
[Disposable Haiku July 29, 2012]
Dr. Mike
PS-- I LOVE your poem!
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