Yod of MalcutA Poem by Nick GrangerUnfurrowed This brain into perfect orb
These offspring seek only to furrow Unlicensed
These vampiric ejaculations Offspring seeking only to arise
Unknown The source of what is called life
This offspring does not arise from the mystic
Unborn Into the worlds All at once
This offspring stinks- like Bodhidharma's right hand
[This is for public viewing, though not to be of profit to anyone but myself.] © 2009 Nick Granger |
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Added on July 25, 2009 Last Updated on July 29, 2009 Author
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