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Looking for dharma in my bed

by Phil P Robson

Looking for dharma
bum cigarettes from the wild
man, blowing free in the boxcar train
tracks railing through my mind

The fullness of the world
wide spread withered arm
rests through the closing night
time brings the day

Forgotten springtime sun
light eliminates the moon
shine, shivers on the morn
in my bed

11/18/2009

Author's Note: I tried to come up with something that can read as one line, as one line including the next word on the next line, and as a stanza. Not quite sure I am happy with it yet though...

Posted on 11/18/2009
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