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wha...?
by Charlie Morganthere never was a first; there is a forever.
something, unnameable
has always preceded everything.
i'll wait;
have you caught-up with my thinking yet?
it, of course, doesn't make sense. even
the word "it" makes no sense. since
no sense can be made of its make-up;
God never meant to be understood, ever,
while we walk. yet, lie down in a casket
and immediately IT comes to you. how's that. 10/16/2011 Posted on 10/16/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/16/11 at 06:24 PM The paradox of all paradoxes. You can't understand it until you're too dead to use it in a bodily form. The longer you write, the more I love what you say!! |
| Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 10/17/11 at 03:41 AM chaz...you blew me away with all of IT *hugs* |
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