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.
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Wary Traveler
Alone, on a strange
Promenade, where balustrades
Hang flanked by gargoyles.
We witness the city morph
Into a giant beehive.
[Disposable Tanka August 19, 2012]
Dr. Mike
Wary Traveler 2
The journey home leads
To a city that has grown
Over itself, like
A beetle’s shell beneath which
The forgotten roam for love.
[Disposable Tanka August 19, 2012]
Dr. Mike
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