Wednesday, October 2, 2013

…and Mirrors

Pen in hand, void in mind
The trace of ink a fascination
Awaiting the weight of meaning
To weigh upon what it's not.

Dueling with duality
Cutting to the bone picked clean by infinite opposition

Symbiosis polishes with the joy
Of each to serve the other
Usury abolishes with the hunger
Of each to own the other

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