my mind spent its time
living in eddys of infinity
sampling all forms of experience
on every level of creation
now my physical strength is gone
and all those happenings happened
and are recorded in my private gallery
the Hall of Shame that constitutes my being
and I'm still who I am
I'll always be who I am
this fragment of a godhead that like
the other fragments bark and bite in holy confines
my mind is done there and my whole physical being
pools into the identity I am in this sojourn...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
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