Overzero - walking a fine lawn overzero


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micro poems, modern idiom

god is a symbol
the building waved
my own death
want's needs
zen song
walking a fine lawn
a modern condition
welcome to my town
the missing point
hole in the ground
the sculptor
the war
new black
the future's bright
give me my horns


Thinking without words
following each line
collapsing time

linking without words
the endless lines
so well defined

thinking without words
so the quiet mind
can find its pace
and fall behind


then sink without words
to another time
a silent space
between the lines

thinking without words
with an open mind
to overcome
and leave behind

all thinking about words
so hard to find
a freedom from
those troubled lines