Friday, December 28, 2012

Ross Vassilev- A Poem

cherry blossoms

don't know what I'm doing here
as the clouds swim through blue sky

it's good to drift through life
whether you're a cloud
a whale
or a Bodhisattva

and you can ponder the meaning of nothingness
till your eyes devour the Hiroshima sunrise

cuz it helps when there's nothing around
but screaming insanity
and angels are falling from the sky
on broken wings

and at times such as these
there's really nothing left to say but

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