October 26 2013

I invited
Their estranged silhouettes
Into the innermost chambers
Of my adolescent heart
Blackguards, lunatics, poets
I sought derangement
And in Buddhism
An equivalent peace
The more personas
I could endow
The sooner
I believed I’d find
The immutable spirit
Straining underneath
The deeper
My compassion
The more potent my words
I gathered stories
In the hopes
That one day
I could interpret
My own


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