Two spots
In and across me
Mole, mole
One is mine, one is me
Directions, leads
The black spots ruling me
I don’t know which one
Together or against are they working?
I am, was a slave
Of a dense beginning, of dense beginnings
I surrender
Can I dig out?
Will they let me prick?
What I inhale
It succumbs beneath
Ah! Focus
How I know
Some black dots are guiding me
Shringi
26 jan 2009
In and across me
Mole, mole
One is mine, one is me
Directions, leads
The black spots ruling me
I don’t know which one
Together or against are they working?
I am, was a slave
Of a dense beginning, of dense beginnings
I surrender
Can I dig out?
Will they let me prick?
What I inhale
It succumbs beneath
Ah! Focus
How I know
Some black dots are guiding me
Shringi
26 jan 2009
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