Note To Folks Who Visit Here ...
       (not a poem)

Hello there. 
Hope all is well. 
Whether it is or not, 
either way,
it's ok with me. 

You're free to see
what i'd want to say...

And thanx so much 
for the touch 
of love 
and indecision.
I'm feeling so at home.
(as if i were alone)

And i'm pleased to note
we've met before
over and over,
naked nude...

and that Never is Ovo, fertile
so come, come, come
again...

I've been busy, absorbed
in frequencies uninhabited 
by no one.

Oh well.
Wishing well.
That isn't what i meant...

Black hole.
Sacred whole,

   ...this isn't what i mean.

There's just this rhythm screaming 
on and on 
in razor silence
slicing deep 
unto me.

Or was it you?

Can't say...
not sure
anymore.

You're not that far apart,
no further than i thought
(least so i think anyway)

But no further than we think
in the I of a blink,
here is all there is
where we can wish deep peace
so sacred deep,
far deeper than you and i
burrowed tightly
into our snug little cocoon...


© 2001  by David Bozzi
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