I'm only me materially,
A self restrained paralytically
In the chemical bonds of a single-serving self.
Stuck in the stillness of a half-mine moment.
Half mine, half the next guise.
Lay me down in scribbled pastures,
Graveyard sheaves of requiscant in pace.
Blown about by an indistinct breeze.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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