Some experiences are just, for you…
That Thresh Holed
What deep can be
Passably be taken
From such awe mighty plays
As the innereds of our soul
As X-quiz-it
As squint-essential experience
As in exchangeable in countering
A cross that thresh holed
Thou shalt not pass
Coming to
Naked
Be leaving
Naked
Truths
Irrefutable
To abut one
That rascal God
Who giveth
And taketh
Creating indigent boarders
As seize perfectly fit
Left with won
Mirrorly a loan
And soully one
Choice
Pack it in
Pack it out
With nothing to show
For it
Accept
Without
A trace
That outline
Of won life
Like chalk
And concrete
Offed miss taken
As good as dead
And gone
Once again
Within
And a mist
Dis peering
Wear know one
Can quiet see
You
