November 2, 2004

  • a ‘new’…perspective



    a totem god!
    once tree of life
    can ‘perspectives’ hew
    so much more…in etched seperation
    unrelenting cry
    spelling out afresh
    new ‘favoured’ truths
    …to ply…


    does sap…fulfill
    the festering
    or heal the open wounds
    presuming much, in intervention
    a welling out…expressed
    but left…to dry
    in righteous hardened scabs
    …of reasoned why…


    as budding paths
    of emotive growth, pruned
    cut off…as discards
    humus…in rotting fermentation
    used and left…to die
    in heaps to shrivel
    when or where ever
    …they do lie…


    of branches trimmed
    un redeemed
    in their potential
    without a future…writ in judgementals
    as a mistress favoured…or on a leash
    proverbialy the mutt
    a dogs life indeed to ponder
    yet…the but.t

    in refrain ever so enamored
    …caught up in self …
    in such rut

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