Submitted by syncopation on Fri, 03/30/2007 - 3:29am
Coming from the place of heart
I am always conscious consciousness
As a star in the one mind.
Submitted by syncopation on Thu, 03/29/2007 - 10:47pm
In the wisps and the doggéd night
Which eats its flesh scewered leisurely by firelight
On steaming plates, in heaps and mounds of delicacy.