12.19.2010

my shramana

i come to you
like a mendicant
on my knees
begging
teach me
heal me
fix me
i am a broken toy
in the corner
waiting
to be discarded
so what happened?
you.

4 comments:

  1. i know, bummer.
    but, i love that you are reading and commenting on my poems.
    even the depressing ones.
    love.

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  2. i think the depressed ones can sometimes make the best ones.... honesty somehow clings to depression. great write. cant wait to read more.

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  3. ah, thank you, southern one. keep reading!

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