Wednesday, February 16, 2005


a simple life of contentment
can arrive out of nowhere
like an uninvited guest.....
and what do I wear,
and what do I serve in its honor.
So unfamiliar as to be almost unwelcome....
where is its sister chaos
and who am I
stranger in my familiar flesh?
who am I
breathing peace like air,
feeding on follicles of joy. p. kent


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