Finding direction on a knife edge
Is a cut too deep to live.
Simplicity is comfortable silence
Cut the chord
Living in boxes supporting strategies
Ways to think aint ‘every’ easy
Fulfilling when its sunny side up
Build the bridges…
Symbolic gestures of ‘every’ race
Dust bowls of eternal questions
watch the ground beneath slip
Whilst counting the beads…
by Mark
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