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ahhhhh, but . . .

Posted to Action Poetry




no one ever searches
waits
bleeds for nothing --
it's all part of
our spectacular
unfoldment
everything has
a purpose & all
things are always
right in a universe
of consciousness
that we, as humans,
are unequipped by
nature to understand.
in any case,
no half-whispers,
howl quietly
tho, my dear


peace

markk