Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Seeing, Saying

There are things one sees
and wants so to say

but very desire
doth get in the way . . .

not unlike craving
for some beloved,

satisfied but by 
relaxing the grip.

It is like having
ones’s cake, eating it

too by transforming 
the shape of the cake

or thus losing self 
so to feel be-ing.

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