StillnessA Poem by MarkBecause of my fat, I float really well, and took, years ago, to floating on my back, often for hours, as a means of relaxation or meditation. This sprang from that...
STILLNESS
Laying on my fat, Floating, and meditating, Thinking fleshless thoughts: Reminiscences Of un-lived lives and futures Camouflaging fear. Does the poem live 'Pon self-contained energia, Or my inertia? © 2009 MarkReviews
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5 Reviews Added on March 4, 2009 AuthorMarkLas Vegas, NVAboutWriting, for me, has always been the friend who brought out the best in me, and who would never argue with me, except when necessary to point out my many obvious inconsistancies. Writing and.. more..Writing
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