A Sophist

that I am.

that I never
wish to change.

limitless is my
range. 

---

a sophist in
solitude,
is 
a
happy me.

a sophist may 
always be poor of
money.

a sophist can dream
all day,

nothing might get done,

who demands something 
must?

---

a sophist is 
intuned.

accurately intuned.

many others 
may never understand,
as I will not too.

---

a sophist stares,


what are you thinking?
they ask,
are you ok?



yes,
a sophist is just 
fine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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