Purged and Delivered

Pause

stop

halt

you are wrong

get angry

load yourself

and wind in

tight tight

tighter

still

acquit

wipe

clean

the slate

and relax

relax

relax

nothing evr mattered

but me

and myself

in that infinite

soul

that permeates

all

here I am

a purged

being

of prejudices

and all

try that

perhaps you will also

be purged

and delivered

to yourself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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