I was navigating with The Skin
Map given me
by Omega Sol
He did not include instructions for Deep
Survival
so the arrows and stones rained down on me
I felt like an Imprisoned
Guest
on The Path to Love
The Stuff of Thought, it t was apparent to me
would not be helpful in my
Rehearsal for Love but, intuitively I know
if I just let my emotions flow
I shall soon be singing A
Sunday Serenade
to my own true love-and so it goes
And isn’t that the way it is? When we face
our greatest fears, they evaporate up and away
Into the atmosphere
Spook Country is a myth, good Traveler
Just keep walking
There is no script for life
It is all Improv
It is all Improv
It is all Improv
Poof!!
By Rainy Knight-
Constructed at Christopher Luna request to find
ten book titles at Cover to Cover Bookstore and
create a poem-April 2013
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