Bad poetry and Just Sitting - blog journey portraying the coarse and subtle levels of the phenomena called Mind-Body

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Numbing thoughts

If there is
Whats below
On the sky

Just like that
Is it now
Rather low

Feeling ends
Birds song
In dead end

Off the edge
Dust and bones
Sleeping show

Fly, fly, fly
Down the hole
Lost in space

Breath dawning
rather shy
box of cigarettes

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