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Posted byEugene HardyPosted inMichiem, of the House of Woo, Personal Journal, Personal Mysticism, PoetryTags:, , , ,

Write

Read

Walk….

to create worlds
and then go to them

My feet crushes alabaster snow
In foothills,
where dear shoot men
for dinner

At the summit
the orgies
can last for eternity.

But I have nothing to
read
they torched all
the libraries.

So I read the graffiti
on the walls.

I walked to the summit,
but they moved
all the orgies

So I only walk the Streets.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.