Friday, April 29, 2011

untitled


its the drainage of perception
the conflict of sincere

(its) where estranged & understanding
      collide
               in a para-mélange of
                                   magnificence

i come prepared with nothing
except my willingness to allow

(its) between the breath
      & excellence

i find comfort in the womb
of God

& rest in peace
in the placenta

               of my
                   
life

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