Tuesday, April 03, 2012


Hold your tongue;

if the words to

be out of your lips

paint Nothingness.

Of not being;

and dwelling in there.

Of pseudo conscious

and conscience.

And plastic


Hold your love;

if you think this

may be,

For your existential


For hearts aren't

thinking faculties.

But love

means meaning,

as meaning be.

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