If I were to ponder that one afternoon,
Down the rabbit hole I’d fall again.
I’d walked until I saw myself in your glare,
Through the sea, the throng, the crowd,
You were there, still and intense,
Like the barrel of a cocked gun.
It wasn’t your stance or…
An Incident of Awareness
If there was ever a more lucid rage, I would not believe it. He was enhanced with fervor. His face burned with gravity and spirit so ensnaring that I could not help but watch him.
“I will not endure this any longer!” He barked, “Don’t you see! All of…
We should have the right of sovereignty over our own consciousness.