Imagery of Impulse

 

 

Skeletons

Freedom exists in the mind

Coming from one such as you I worry not

The judgment of a fool

Does nil to belittle me/you

I think of those who fail by never trying

No pity to them

Man, cast your soul to the world

The right time, place, and people

Will deliver enlightenment

All respect to he who has

Expended his Kundalini to the core

Like the possibility of dry heaves

Where blood and guts

Are all that remain

And still he would not drink again

For he has danced w/death

And has been granted one last life