Philosopher, Stoned
My left hand buzzes with abandonment; Living in a ‘righteous’ world, only looking “Right” matters. Casting stones, grating bones, defaulted loans; I never left the landfill and it is still filling me. A single, glistening diamond on my cheek; compassions calls forth a companion. It rained in this city today, so say (a/e)yes/I. The philosopher’s […]