Friday, September 01, 2006

Expressed confessions in the history of man

Delicious
frosted fruit
as only
nature
intended?
I contest is ritualled. -
The imagination whispered
- no pain!
An indispensable sense of urgency;
I've developed.
No risk:
of inferior disposal.
Yes, and a lack of undisputed fear.
All I needed to hear of it.
For in kind, from that I listened. . .
in stolen thought.
That I wanted to toss my hat
into the air, and as it
came through its force of gravity
the world would flip over in
all its beauty.
Counter intuitive are
when skeptics become doubters in
themselves.
Contradictory are messages
not to follow them.

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