Sunday, July 15, 2007

Part 5

And of course,
the real treasure is
The Truth.
No X, no map,
just Moles in the Dirt
blind and grubby,
following their noses,
because it's the most
trustworthy of the the five senses,
and you can be attracted
to the most ferocious of smells.
And I guess the thing about Truth is,
it's different every time you come up for air.
But I'll tell you one,
I'd rather a Shepherd's Pie
and a warm embrace,
than a threeway, a polaroid, and an OH OH face.

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