Thursday, June 2, 2016

my eyes scan the sky

like an x-ray machine

but all I see is the beautiful

blue void where there is nothing

my heart thumps the sun

like a ripe melon shining gold

but all I feel is the firm texture

separating worlds that cannot be breached

my mind lays quiet and empty

under all it surveys and still can't figure it

and so I let my soul be its own universe

and contemplate its content

but I don't know what any of it

and lifetimes to find out the facts

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

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