seamless presence move
seamless presence movestones across a dire why
where meek men shall go
where there will be a haven
for the ones not bent on
riding the tail fairy virgins
to a place of pure madness
spring rolls with tiny bells
through a garden to come
toads return to the pond
daring busy roads
and the darkness we all carry
like a burning pendant
just to make sure
there are doors and there is silence
whispers tend to find its percussion
at the end of many gatherings
there are no rules
existence coincides with love
when there is no more if I say so
no told you so
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2017-04-11 at 20:36
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