Stan Petrovich

(10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

In Sync


Everyone of us is the same;
There are particles floating around the brain;
Mesh & infuse they are timid but not tame;
I look in your eyes and I see myself
More often than not;
If we fight we fight ourselves,
For foraging emotions are the equal of rot;
Let us begin to see the aura at the end of time;
Is it neither devilish nor benign;
The universe ends with a whimper
And sadism is no out or glimpse
Into the future of things gone past;
It is sometimes necessary to fast;
I contemplate the disgusting nature of food;
My word, do I miss you.

Submitted: Monday, July 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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