Monday, 28 January 2013

Just call me Asis!

I'll take my word-hoard with me 
Overmorrow, 
Where not a soul will beg, steal or 
Borrow
What is rightfully mine,

TAKEN IN - 
Hook,
Line and sinker
These words peculate
the
Fanciful mind...

"You're mine, My Precious,
All MINE!"

Empty Platitudinous comments 
Will be ignored;

WHATEVER - 
talk 
to the hand
This face is bored,

Does my vocabularies disquiet 
Not strike a chord?

Ah, 
Solitude,

Contemplation 
as 
Being
Brings about
Realised 
Seeing;

'Being doesn't 
necessitate 
words',

Regardless,
Everything is seen 
To be unfolding
Asis.


Words Written by: Doug 'Asis' McMillan.

(note the air of self-importance!)