blog (April, 2005)

unorganized religion

hecho a mano, de ninguna parte

I pray god to rid me of god.

-- Meister Eckhart

would-be
certain cleanliness in lean certainty
beauty yearns for conspicuousness

only
barefoot and braindead

Apr 25, 2005 - 23:02
Categories: pomes
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drinking from the firehose

each backbend from slack is Godsend...
but hacked and unrelaxed,
fewflung and far between.
She lends so seldom,
or I borrow w/ but mild intent on return.
burn tomorrow.

eat m'own medicine: bittersweet and mold.
may'i unseat-jettison unluck streak
and strike gold:
clandestiny ..u n b o u n d.. !! -- (eyes, open!)

in-stead, still, standstill fluctuate 'tween
twin upsurges: refuge / effulgence.
contrary complements?

open while aligned.
else, whel'p, blind and overwhelmed.

Apr 08, 2005 - 18:58
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