The Cuteness Pageant
dreamed 2008/8/29 by Wayan
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WHEN I WOKE
But when you have enough, when the fear fades,
the animal relaxes. The creature likes to play.
Then the spiritwolf lopes from your torso out!
Or, of course, if you fast down to naught
Hunger himself gives up; the old ascetic way.
When life was "nasty, brutish and short",
'twas oft the sole recourse, if you sought
soul-clarity; for enough could not be got.
But now, today, we're golden in the sun.
Enough is better, easier than none.
Either path'll do. Relax, have fun!
Calm your hunger, let soulsight in.
Just don't mess with
Mr. In Between!
Mr. Hunger,
he gets
mean.
This is Dreamverse #16. Every morn, a dream-poem. Even if my ring finger's sore, I must type on: my soul fidgets if I don't tell you my dream.
My super-pointless dream.
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