Making a Home

.
what I think over and over
eventually I do

I’ve been training body all along
to dance the cantos of my thoughts
how can it not do what it learns?

innocence seeps away
through the interstices of neglect

if I have not built a room
to house a pure idea
it will move on to a better man
and leave my vacant skull to host
what loathes a vacuum
.

by Jim Culleny
9/27/13

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