Wednesday, October 13, 2004

#5 from: sun city blues



this is not my mountain
buddha said,
and this is not my hand
   wrinkled & curling in front
   of this what that is not my face.

the ground swelled to meet the feet
buddha borrowed to stand
one sole on the mountain
the other sole in the sea

buddha smiled with someone else’s teeth.


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