Searching a value of “X” Entered a elite Pub Faced Daruma eyes without a familiar face I was Alien to them, and they were to me.
In a drunk state, Arousing reasons, absence sense A query of its own Bar tender placed s/t in equidistance ground Judging people by the questions, they ask Who got the skin, who got the bones Difference between living and existing A winner and a looser “Why”, “What”, “Who” : never ending interrogations Less control over all senses Dare to answer all noble teachers In Wiki’s failure, repeatedly shaking a head
Value of a "Signature" Weights value of your “X” Found an enlightening answer Dynamic code of a life My 2nd thought, "A drunk seems master of all."
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.