Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

"Loving Flow"

 Loving Flow

A battle it has been, I'm thrashing back

From all insanity of ruin and wrack

Of nonsense bred millennia ago

Transformation is a ruinous task

A little sanity is all I ask

As life begins; reflect the loving Flow

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