Sunday, September 28, 1997


just wondering, intelligently reflecting
some brilliant ignorance
stretched out and reverberating no thing
flowing with some mysterious organized chaos
dancing between light and dark, communicating
one particular question, begetting many
bordering one iconoclastic universal mind
as lilith laughs with delight
unfolding a scorpion tale, a serpent song
once suspended thirsting, over some emptiness bursting full
steadfast beyond all ends
not far is it from she who sees, with awe and wonder

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