the naked light
raw thought. undressed words.
Friday
02172012
everything ends.
as we complete things
and make them ‘perfect,’
they are already
breaking down,
making space
for
new life,
new being,
new integrations,
new dispersions,
.
.
.
new hesitations,
.
.
.
new truths,
new lies.
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