Searching For Sources
When I look into
Your waters, Oh God, I see
no sign of my face.
When I look into
the waters of my own soul
some odd signs appear.
I search Your sources and spells.
I find smoke in Your hot white eyes.
October 22, 2009 12:45 AM
rewritten, February 7, 2011 8:12 PM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.