He said the earth tastes sweet
I said I am sweet
I said I am heart
He said he could not live without the flesh
I said I am flesh
He said he must go and journey
I said count the steps
He said he would go by plane
I said count the planets
He said he would study math
I said count the stars
He said he would read a book
I said I am words
He said life's purpose is in counting
I said count and count again
He said we could meet for coffee
I said what time
He said he wasn't sure
I said what happened to the counting?
He said maybe Friday
I said this year, next or next?
He said he wasn't sure
I said what happened to the counting?
He said his journey was a maze
I said make a start
He asked me would I miss him
I said not your flesh
Silently he measured ego
He felt the measure but didn't know it
I thought what happened to the counting?
I remain the Great Null
Both spirit and flesh
I count the billions without counting
2 comments:
I kike this poem, its relates to an experiance of a couple of days ogo, Is it yours, can I have use of it.
Phill
You may use it in any way that you like. It is nothing more than energy in the world.
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