Hitch-hiking thru
the centre
of organic
tissue of thought
I am left beside myself
in singular
fluent
torrent
of subjective
opinions
I can not submerge
nor do I try
I thumb down
the rational
to justify
the position
I have chosen
Tis possible
I am wrong
tho I would
never admit it
were it true
January 3, 1989
Rational
Enters the arena and loses. Thumbed down, irrational is born as the blade goes through heart. Like the truths here. ~S~
I stumble upon truth once in
I stumble upon truth once in awhile