Lockdown Lament
For hours I lolled in Samadhi Then gave that up for fags and tea. Had baths then brunch by ten past three Then dined on wine-soaked crisps and brie. I ‘went’ to work thirteen
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For hours I lolled in Samadhi Then gave that up for fags and tea. Had baths then brunch by ten past three Then dined on wine-soaked crisps and brie. I ‘went’ to work thirteen
In the deep cavernous realm of the Absolute A seedling lay dormant, her existence unplanned. Each moment was an unaspiring pause Which blossomed into the next without agenda Beckoning forth the emerging light As a
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