old thought poem - '69-'70(?) Yes, john k. we are all eggs thrust from protective lives under feathered wings we are always beginnings cracking thin mosaic shells revealing soft, new and changeable outsides to the world new thought poem Oct.5, 2020 where i started it was all or nothing "todo o nada" and it was all stardust now it's just the coming and the going and we are an illusion
everything old is new again