Monday, July 12, 2010


I have often used
metaphor to relocate
from one useless state
of being to another, but,

to my credit, I have never
not enjoyed the illusion
such activity frolics in.
I have felt the soft

underbelly of the source
of everything not nailed down
and wondered where its
unexploded center was.

I have not yet had cause
to create myself out of nothing.

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