10-02-2022, 11:12 PM
An Even Thirteen
Death is no god.
Manmade items are
in the cart of thought.
Death is thought.
He eyes them in a seastorm,
lost in a word of cares: no world is behind this.
Get
what you have and hunker down.
No end is a revelation,
walk like that, thinking, breathing.
The breathing animal
knows only breath. Thinking
rhymes.
Death is no god.
Manmade items are
in the cart of thought.
Death is thought.
He eyes them in a seastorm,
lost in a word of cares: no world is behind this.
Get
what you have and hunker down.
No end is a revelation,
walk like that, thinking, breathing.
The breathing animal
knows only breath. Thinking
rhymes.