stan pelfrey

Rookie - 1 Points (april 12th / the south)

114 ~ Questionnaire - Poem by stan pelfrey

What is my mind,
My brain or my knowledge?
Who are people,
Their bodies or their experience?

Why is there confusion,
Is it in the mind or brought on by the body?
When are you born,
At conception or at birth?

Where do you live,
At home or in your house?
How many times can I go through this shit?
I wonder, wonder why my purpose is in living,
But I can never find an answer to the riddle.

What is trouble,
The cause or the effect?
Who are friends,
people you've known awhile or acquaintances?

Why is there pain,
Is it natural or inflicted?
When do see best,
With your eyes closed or opened?

Where is the beyond,
In time or in space?
How many times can I contemplate the conditions of my life?
Seeing a future not so bright, I do not want to face,
But if I just rot away, would it be a waste?

Why is it scary,
to think of existence and then of death.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010


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