half living...half dead
(something like that)

touching both sides
weighing them well
up and against eachother

as LOVE-ITSELF

i really have nothing to say

i try to convey some wisdom, that 's all

we are really not quite simply
as narscistic as we pretend
to be

so hidden

(usually by false exageration
of filial or "attractive" love)

a hidding place offering
false security

these are but opiates and are
the same

as all the other ones

we talk about

oh well

heading into the
"final inning"

who shall win?

WE DON'T YET KNOW
THE NAME OF THE GAME