Thursday, December 1, 2016

What?

iwnrtt
but it will be real


I worry about my sweet child
my beautiful grandkids

I'm bewildered

It was my generation that created this Dystopian reality.

Shame on us
Shame on me





in and out, you don't have to shout

All I know

is that I am me.

Everything else

a mystery

My body included.

Just ego

pure, unadulterated me

Yet I breathe

and every breath makes      me

so am I me

or my breath?


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