there i am in the midst of weeds
in the uncaring tangle of refuse
returning to the earth returning to the earth
this is not what i meant
this is not what i sought
but they came all around like hunger
like decision bury me please bury me
all desires have melted into the earth
and all i ask is to unexpose me
the desire in how i left
in reaching out to the voice on the other end
find me find me
is what i meant find in me - open as i am
No comments:
Post a Comment