Thursday, June 22, 2006
about awakening
My solitary companion
He waits at the apex of my favorite loop
Silently urging me on
Through wind and rain, ice and snow, heat and pain
I used to think he was dying, being swallowed by the earth
Now I see he's coming back to life









1 Comments:
I think I may have figured it out. Cynicism feeds on ridiculousness and vanity. Honesty and candor kill it, even cynical honesty. What thinkest thou?
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