I've often thought,
when looking at outrageous things
that needn't look the way they do,
where does this thing come from?
If I woke from death what would I see?
It took a life assigned from a catalogue
compiled beyond visions,
growing comfortable in a bath of
reality. I may have forgot what I was,
and that may be birth.
Sometimes I almost see it,
loosely hanging in a dream
I know I should ignore, what it is
I fear, what mystifies,
what originates.
The World Could Be Anything
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