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When I'm done consuming
whatever it is that I just bought
I can easily throw away the remains
and happily be left with nothing again
Eat your dollar bills, drink the change.
Not "you", the ego,
but your "you-ness".

Not a family member,
or a twig on a family tree,
but the life of the tree itself,
and the soil in which it grows.

Not a person,
but an essence -
a flavor,
a perfume.

A seed unfolds
idea into matter,
and imbues it
with Itself.

Soul
wears Body
like a suit.

Mind
liaises.

*(And these
are only
convenient distinctions
for the sake
of storytelling.)
Being is self-referential.
 Feb 2015 Kristen
Roxxanna Kurtz
Pen and paper,
meet again,
in sweet love,
do they blend.
***** words of
dreamer's desires,
forming a book,
for cupid's admirers.
Pale thin skin,
covers
with ink's loving,
as the writer's heart
keeps on beating.
Even though this love
may stop at some time,
stories will always be,
a writer's valentine.
Happy Valentine's Day! <3
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