Monday, June 07, 2004

THE SPIRIT’S PLEA TO THE BODY

Why do you block the way
With your booze, you fool?

Can’t you see it’s difficult enough
To get through when you’re sober?

I need you clear, open, and receiving
If you want to hear my words at all.

It’s your choice, my friend: if you don’t
Want to play, I’m going home in silence.


3.25pm
1.1.99

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