photo credit: BHD 2017

Meditation (002)

Thinking little thoughts;
Not enough have taught
To loose your grip
Fall down, slip
Let Tragedy find you,
Unfasten a few screws,
Give up the obvious,
Become professionally frivolous:
Ego crisply fried
Only awareness inside.

A poem a day for one year. This is poem number two of 365.

Here is (001).

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