inward above turns

by mindchef

Posted to Action Poetry on 2004-03-26 19:45:00

Parent message is 625078
the spirit the spirit the ever softly enduring spirit
rambles on sings a song as gentle as infintile flesh flakes
sprinkle to the floor

I wish I knew everything
right now
before I die
or know absolutely nothing
right before the moment
I am born.


billy