Existentially ambivalent
To be in equipoise with not to be
Life and death essentially equivalent
In touch with my mortality to such
A degree it may be I think I may see
Maybe I think about it too much
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Ron
Do Not Fear Death
Fear Where You Are Going
Once You Get There
You Will Not Like It...
TRASK...