Upon Thy Self Poem by Robin Johnson
Upon Thy Self
Upon thy self in thy eyes of ones id, may one see as me, as I, as it has never been.
In upon thy days of a blur in life of death a day in me.
To sit and stare at a world, a world we no not, a world we share not, a world we live & choose to die, a word with no end.
To sit, stare, dream, and wonder. Losing thy self in thy id.
A moment past, then an age.
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