Sunday, January 02, 2022

THREE OLD MONK POEMS (94) 


YOU BREAK IT

You break it,
it's broken,

that's always
the order,

the old monk
told them.

~

IT WAS ALWAYS

It was always
where you find it,
the old monk says.

~

THEY WAIT

They wait
for an answer

but don't know
the question,

the old monk
complained.

~



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