Wednesday, February 20, 2008


time to move with the questions
they flow from the heart to the mouth you know
and out into the cobwebs of communicating
dust they get dusted knuckle-dusted too

questions are reality in action
our habitations alter without cease
the chief of this region is the sun
and its puppets the planets it whips around

i'm hungry
where can i get food?
the organ is not spirit
and the spirit too
may need questions
to clarify the position its in
it loses its body
oh shit
where's my body
oh shit it's down there
oh shit i must be dead

did i ask enough questions
i'm still asking them
oh shit
how's that?

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