I’m with my family I’m setting up a BBQ I love to BBQ Meat and eat and laugh and My father had climbed too high And he fell He fell flat on his face I asked him “are you okay?” He was okay I realized that there was No meat No meat to eat I proceeded to drive a car To the store To buy meat
Do you know what Knowledge is?Text on paperPaper on a text on paperIs it?Walking on a streetWalking in a forestFeeling strings and meatBetween your fingersReading text on paperLater feeling its meaningLike a revelationSo do you know what?Knowledge is
Filling the last pageOf a book I never expected toLast this longThe rain falls outsideOn to stone and weedsThe pool cover glistensLike a friendly frogThe trees laugh and singTheir leaves committing gentle suicideLike that Monty Python sketchAnd all the while the coffeeMaintains its steamEmanating from the brimI don’t remember whatI dreamed last nightAnd though I …
I want to face deathWith open armsWith a full heartWith a wealth of experienceAnd knowledgeFor infinity to feast onWith an understandingOf nothingWith intensity but no panicWith laughterWith the same abandonThat I feel nowWith an offering, a giftI want to face deathAnd fight gracefullyKnowing I won’t win
Dream of a Family
I’m with my family
I’m setting up a BBQ
I love to BBQ
Meat and eat and laugh and
My father had climbed too high
And he fell
He fell flat on his face
I asked him “are you okay?”
He was okay
I realized that there was
No meat
No meat to eat
I proceeded to drive a car
To the store
To buy meat
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