Tuesday, November 5, 2013

profisee 18 - i.0

hate likes hate and
like likes like

hate hates like and
like hates hate

but love
loves them all—

the world is only
the memory of love

love is now

the new me is
i point oh—

what is thought
to be me is

the curtain behind which is
the reality i am

but in truth there's never a curtain
and nothing behind to be

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