Barbaric, Mystical, Bored
Just poetry.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Waking up
Waking up by some river,
trying to remember how your dung-pillow
gulped the moon down last night,
and realizing that you have no enemies and no friends,
brings bliss,
at times
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