Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I buried the man I used to be
and now can be wholly and only me

but who that is I must find
before another identity strikes me blind

or before I wander along some coast
looking for that grave like a ghost

who cannot believe that he has died
only to have his consciousness abide

the process acknowledged in every insight
layer on layer shoveled off and dusted

a new vehicle to extend the journey through night
to an unfailing day when the mind's truly trusted

being wholly and only me
ready to bury the next man I'll be

Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.

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