Blind: there is no epistemology
consumed emotionally
push as we do
running from
closed things
thirsting for those
things
knowing with
gelled strings
tormented open
springs
eternal
there is no ask{ing
push as we do
running from
closed things
thirsting for those
things
knowing with
gelled strings
tormented open
springs
eternal
there is no ask{ing
posted by Quitmoanez at 5:36 PM
2 Comments:
No. I've been lucky. All I can do is share.
This poem makes me sad.
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