while breathing through one eye
his karma brought him trouble
it was time to clean it
and breathe other air
~
travel far and then back
there are so many places to bring oneself
the pain is far away it is a dot
suffering always there
it never happened
~
we are all living in
the hospital of imagination
when he opens his eye
think of all the good things he will see
~

10/17/2014

Posted on 10/17/2014
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