StillnessA Poem by MarkBecause of my fat, I float really well, and took, years ago, to floating on my back, often for hours, as a means of relaxation or meditation. This sprang from that...
STILLNESS
Laying on my fat, Floating, and meditating, Thinking fleshless thoughts: Reminiscences Of un-lived lives and futures Camouflaging fear. Does the poem live 'Pon self-contained energia, Or my inertia? © 2009 MarkReviews
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