Aug 2014
I am poetry
I am arbitrary
I'm whim
Of him
And his subject
Always of self
Auger of cell
I'm all tooth
I eat truth
Consumed
by that void
Which stares unblinking
Into my being
I have nowhere to be
I am arbitrary
I'm whim
Of him
And his subject
Always of self
Auger of cell
I'm all tooth
I eat truth
Consumed
by that void
Which stares unblinking
Into my being
I have nowhere to be
