Monday, August 6, 2012

I Think I Know

I think I understand why dogs go insane
Why they howl at night 
Deriding unknown gods with their wails

I think I know why it hurts so much
We live, breathe and die
Just as a vehicle of suffering 

I think I know why we dream
These thoughts bubbles in mind-drums
Escaping into the night, screaming

I think I know why people kill
They want to feel something
That is better than love or lust

I think I know why 
I think I know
But I know not
Why poetry needs to make sense
Why can't we drown in beauty
And breathe in deliverance. 

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