maybe my soul
is bent and folded
maybe it's slashed
by claws of dogma
maybe my soul
is snarled and circled
maybe it’s gashed,
rubber-ball-wised
maybe my soul
is crass and sullen
maybe it’s lashed
by unvirginal dogma
maybe my soul
is knit and curled
maybe it’s hashed,
inner-zone-wise
maybe my soul
is troubled and spent
maybe it’s cashed
by tails of dogma…
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 11/6/08
Edwin
it is here for a reason.
A lot to ponder here, Erin, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.