no neat tidy ending
no rapture into the skies
the heavens are here
in this dust and this puddle
and the only release
into some Absolute
is to die in this very skin of yours
and know it as the paradise it is...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
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