Friday, August 6, 2010

The Great Untying


We search this world for the great untying
of what was wed to us at birth
and gets undone at dying.

We sleep beside a stream, thirsty.
Cursed and unlucky his whole life,
an old man finishes up in a niche
of a ruin, inches from the treasure.
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