Is the flowing rushing in...or,
is the flowing rushing out?
Are we returning to where it all begins,
or is it the consequence of doubt,
if an altered state is out of place
positioning one in the wrong period,
false impressions may debase
sequential are the myriad...
They say,lie with dogs you get their fleas,
it's not the dog you should be concerned...
you never know,
what kind of disease lies within' the flea.
(the flea is a metaphor for attitude and impressions)
Copyright © jay del fierro | Year Posted 2011
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