A Journeyman's Life
Life's journey
One foot placed
To guide the path
Of the juxtaposed other
Through dusty sunset
And milky moonglow
The gravelled road
Speaks to my soul
Possessions in hand
Over a work-worn shoulder
And tied with string
No sooner is a day over
Than another begun
In a simulacrum town
Image of the previous one
Each weary day
Is another adventure
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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