"It was not as bad as you make out - with your mother"

Monday 23 April 2018

                 I

I felt a Funeral in my Brain,

Where the Meanings are -

Till it seemed

That Sense was breaking through

Even corporal presence

He radiates, he has an aura.

This breath remains invisible,

Except indirectly

And Mourners to and fro

Having barely achieved his growth

Kept treading - treading -

Some-one who cultivates his own breath

Has often greater presence

He continues also to become

Heavenly Hurt it gives us

We can find no scar

But internal difference.

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                   II

I felt a Funeral in my Brain

Heavenly Hurt it gives us

We can find no scar

Except indirectly

And Mourners to and fro

Heavenly Hurt it gives us

That sense was breaking through

Where the Meanings are

This breath remains invisible

Has often greater presence

He radiates, he has an aura

And he doen't decline

But internal difference

Kept treading -treading - till it seemed

Some-one who cultivates his own breath

Continues also to become

Having barely achieved his growth

Even corporeal presence