Thoughts
Even when wrapped
And tightly capped
Between those eyes
I can obliterate
That crystal disguise
The method of prescription
Is not medicine
I see within.
The mental transcription
I’m sure it’s disabled .
Synapses relabeled
Never to slip into the dogmatic
I must speak to power.
I return to the Socratic.
I must encounter today.
In many moments
In many ways
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 7:04 PM UTC
Thoughts
Even when wrapped
And tightly capped
Between those eyes
I can obliterate
That crystal disguise
The method of prescription
Is not medicine
I see within.
The mental transcription
I’m sure it’s disabled .
Synapses relabeled
Never to slip into the dogmatic
I must speak to power.
I return to the Socratic.
I must encounter today.
In many moments
In many ways