Saturday, October 31, 2009

...like the preacher said

Is this consciousness absence from you
like the preacher said?

Is that why I see you more clearly
when I close my eyes?

And what of when I am alone?
Isn't it better then?
On my face again,
without a thought.

So when we erase it. No we chose the
taste of it. I'm clothed in my knowledge
of the world, not yours.

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