Bigsley the Oaf

beauty rock

Posted in Uncategorized by bigsleytheoaf on May 11, 2010

How? Oh I can sit and weep at something like this:

And yet I yell at traffic and
Worry about earthquakes and
Still fear death, despite it all

Perhaps I’m just a boulder
stuck

So that when I rise and
Shakingly scatter sheets of rock from torso and limbs

This is the real essence of my wailing void

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