Friday, October 16, 2009


Eighty one chapters
and no division
between Te and Tao.
Wisdom came
and bit me on the ass,
thorns sunk deep
pumping Novocaine and
my sinister leg went to sleep.
For days dragging as a wounded
animal , the Gods sympathy
a black dragon moon
its fangs sunk in darkened symmetry.
The stars brilliant cold numbing light.

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