Saturday, February 23, 2008

Emptiness

Unfulfilled desires
Long dead in the emptiness
Of soul, lingers,
Still fresh - and murderous.

Unfulfilled desires
Freed long ago
Not anticipated, all still
A free mind lays bare - a heaven.

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