Eureka
When two lines rhyme, the reader glimpses inside-
with the light of awareness and the weight of psychology,
finding meaning in the wonder of philosophy.
My consciousness observes, silent and exact.
And in that act, I remain original, steadfast in character. Read more from here...
Fingers
A man who never distinguished between dolls and a sold one.
A woman showed me why a sold one is called a whore-
then pointed a finger at me. Why would she call someone like me?
That's why people buy and light firecrackers
by their own hand.
Desire is a bubble Read more from here...