Pick Up The Phone, Before It's Too LateA Poem by Jonny The Savage
I guess it all unfolds more-or-less how you expected, hasn't it? I know you bide your time well: you know that it's now or it's never, but if you wait too long; you lose your take - the human race. Such an odd gamble at the end of these shambles of spiritual reckoning that this industrial world introduced. A kind of disconnection with the all...the source...the Monad...the aether, whatever you wish you call her. I just wish that you would call her...
© 2015 Jonny The SavageAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJonny The SavageAtlantis, Apple RockAboutAesthete, philosopher and scholar first; and a writer, poet and musician second. A rather blunt individual with no regard for dogma or taboo. A curious soul seeking the truth beyond this mortal coil. more..Writing
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