In this quiet room, lined with books
resides my mind, in its simplicity.
Rarely does it rest, and is seldom silent
unless of course, caught in sweet, somber slumber.
So slowly it expands, engulfs, envelopes
in this stream of consciousness
that becomes exactly who I am,
a mind lined with volumes of thought.

08/11/1979

Author's Note: ... college stuff....

Posted on 04/18/2010
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