Draped in shadows,
I disregarded the sun,
and remain a stranger...
Joe said,
he who wanders
the avenues
with no eyes
on Nirvana
is an owner-less
dog
on a leash...
In case
there is
no
here-after,
I regard the remark
but rescind
the fine print...
If Immanuel can't,
who can?
I feel abandoned
like a house
left to the woods
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