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The Unknowable Origin of Voice

Pen scribbles incantation As the writing reveals itself suddenly Reveling thought unburdens its borrowed code Bodies dance to release their outpouring presence Humanly, we wait A readership to hawk the landscape And trot out footsteps in koans As in dreams, I drift Authorial indeterminate Nouns now shown as shackles- Verbs take the crown Unmistakably like Buddhist paradigm All wood chopping simply no chopper The self of no-self Natures's embodiment Writing embraces All Soul at the beginning of whirpool

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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