changing photos
from time to time to
confuse the self
and lead it to some
possible options one
way of killing
suicide, now serious,
then wild, now tame,
then appearing fully
civilized, domesticated,
now thin, then fat,
ugly, then handsome
so desirable and
sought, tired, then
vibrant, all in the click of
the hand, only friends,
real friends, know what
you are, understands your
games and laugh.
others suggest that
what is needed is
a psychiatrist.
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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