Thursday, April 12, 2012

done!

i think i'm done..
writing for public consumption..
true confessions on the net..
dribbles of this and that
that amount to not a whole heckava lot..

.......at least for here and now....

and then..
walking down 1st avenue..
a fella with a tee-shirt that says:
i love my mommy
makes me want to start all over again..

and now..
'tis time to pray in another way..
more still, more solitary..
greatful to all who have read the lines
and the in-between-ness too..


you must go through the way in which you are not.
and what you do not know is the only thing you know
and what you own is what you do not own
and where you are is where you are not.


love is most nearly itself
when here and now cease to matter.

~ t. s. eliot

w/o a trace

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