Thursday, December 29, 2005

"all folded"           [boomerang]

    So this was all folded   in the seed-of-me?
that I would grow old   & then find these friends?

    strange   is the heart   & the need of me
with murky   beginnings   & middles & ends

with rare   the occasion   of lucid perception
    & frequent   the moment   when reedily

some yonder thought   wafting   (as in my direction)
    sighs   this was all folded   in the seed-of-me?


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