I need to share this poem with others… just because maybe “there is” 🙂





                                          there is

                                no justice in the world
                                everything happens
                                for its own reasons
                                          like wind

                                          the winds
                                blow themselves in all
                                ways I am not defined by the
                                wind and neither can I rely
                                on the wind and

                                          I am not
                                wind I am what I are my
                                          values just is
                                          not justice





acceptance wormhole: so much
identity wormhole: journal // then // sit
teaching wormhole: the spectre
wind wormhole: write / by the / night / of the / lamp


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  1. Bruce Ruston says:

    Oh I really like his writing

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