Saturday, March 27, 2010

Selfish,
blubbering idiots.
And the like.
Presence becomes
to us
post-occupation. What
was I left with? Value
the brutal honesty stuffed in to
compliments and kindness and
pasted-around passed-up.
Quit making up meaning.
Start prescriptions with,
"All we've ever become is a
transition between birth
and true wisdom"
But truly believe.

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