Thursday, January 17, 2008
Menhir-----Totally Optional Prompts
Intangibles of his life is what had sustained him
Dried crust of smeared mud going in what direction
When it got too much, he laundered himself of his thoughts
Willing himself to go blank
Knobs pulled him out of it after a while
And he did come back. He had too.
Who else would clean the doormat?
If only he had a menhir
Wouldn’t it make his burden easy to carry?
What was one more?
‘Power of psyche- ever the magician’