Monday, July 14, 2003
this is the day of my entrance.
and so i am still entering
into
towards
the unknown,,,
"where have my shoulders gone " " "
as i pass, my feet, far up from...
my feet the beginnings, my shoulders nearer to the now,,,
my head bowing through to touch new
looking at the endless ness of the comings...
(catch the spirals of smoke resonating past the stick in the plant hovering with ash)
forever rolling hills
roll into them
be pressed
to posses-s
some of theirs
as i pass through
diffrently shaped at the exit.
yOw.
posted by jasa at 12:49 PM
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