Thinking, Not Thinking

Thinking, Not Thinking short poem

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There is no thought in a fired head;
Symphonious splashes of singing color
hide in the back behind filling-wander.

In luxury his lines moves lead;
The thoughtless thick then ambitious brother
isolate to suffer in self-shot slander.

Then, to suffer in self-shot slander.

~

His is the great sought ancient wonder;
Simply observing self under and under
the lord in that, that is krishna : himself.

~

Lacking the ‘self’ present, Krishna : Himself.

Then Arjuna is lost and Krishna is dead;
as red-hot|blood snot|melt meat and gets fuller
and |inform addiction| lets no thing ponder

For there is no thought from a head
|on fire|.

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