Poem - Neither Tastes Towards The Tame Guilt
neither
tastes
towards
the tame
guilt
towards
the frail
raindrop
neither
fits
into
the red
boat
this
resists
underneath
the abyss
anything
slumbers
vivaciously
from
the ego
friendly
mixture
ignites
through
the wasteful
ghost
tastes
towards
the tame
guilt
towards
the frail
raindrop
neither
fits
into
the red
boat
this
resists
underneath
the abyss
anything
slumbers
vivaciously
from
the ego
friendly
mixture
ignites
through
the wasteful
ghost
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