To Just Be

Unasked and unanswered
the queries exist,
not caring for either
the pain or the bliss;
whispering, listening,
licking and pawing -
secretly smiling
while openly gnawing.

Knowing that happiness
just canít be found
until this pain
is driven underground.
Putrefying, multiplying;
changing, seeding;
birthing, dying;
smothering, then
suddenly set free.

Such ecstasy
allowed again
to be inside of me...

? Michaelette ?

3/11/2001
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Take me home...