Your pull is like the Earth to the Moon.

The moon to the tides.

A magnet to metal.

Your visage…

Runs contrary to the laws of

physics; psychic; supernatural; otherworldly.

image

But…

Terrestrial in orgin.

But when starved

of the embrace

that

affords

nourishment

that

foraging

does

not

supply.

It leaves one

barren, hollowed and emaciated

inside.

To be discarded,

as a useless vessel.

Writer, poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger, recovering corporate animal and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will only get in the way.

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