you are caught between many compulsions
you try this and ditch that and still
you have no idea what it is you seek
we never getting the full story from the Source
oh merciless living if only the quiet between
calamities were an organic silence to render
the unrecognizable into the truth we guess at
when all else fails and all else does....
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
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