dr_con Posted August 8, 2011 Share Posted August 8, 2011 Remember The only book I’ll bring on that long journey is the one with a word in it-The descriptions Muscle fat baby bones my heart my breaks our poetry long streamers through winter summer fall the moon reflected pond in spring and barren places mad beyond meaning A reckoning- The joy of suffering our squalid stupid structures built to bridge the shores of happiness the boom of prison doors or bombs or guns or atoms cracking trying to wake what never dies never is born never thought and never leaves in all our suffering all our pointing-That breath That beat and all this language simply summarized when we read it now- Remember Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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