Hidden
Cantankerous wit
profounded beauty strikes
the ethereal realm of mind and matter
grotesque forms take shape
swirling mist
and hunched croppings circle about
the meandering visions of carmine opulence
that jerks the hoary deification of mind and matter
from the bliss of gratification
rising towards the effervescing agrarian freedom
that surrounds the contentment of peace
the dissillusionment of belief
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
Here it is, there it was, then it will be.
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