Saturday, July 16, 2005

creation

i was meditating.

right, your turf.
your junkyard,
your lab.

your playground,
your kingdom,
your domain.

buiding castles,
tearing down mountains,
racing the plains
of your mind.

you are a god.

2 comments:

zimblymallu said...

the confines of my skull
put the lie
to
every claim
i make to god's throne

Jake said...

and yet you are given tantalizing glimpses of a greater beyond. should not this perception then, one day be the start of much greater heights ?