Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Empty Life

What exists
where there is nothing?

What lives
in the emptiness between?

Distance is always an illusion.
Separateness is only a claim.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...


These are my shoes. This
Is my tie (Picked from the dark).
Knot it. Nameless work.

[Disposable Haiku October 24, 2012]
Dr. Mike