Random #148

“I wish neither to possess nor to be possessed. I no longer covet ‘paradise’. More important, I no longer fear ‘hell’. The medicine for my suffering I had within me from the very beginning but I did not take it. My ailment came from within myself, but I did not observe it, until this moment. Now I see that I will never find the light unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel, consuming myself.”

– Bruce Lee

El Paradiso

You find me here alone
Broken and desolate

With nothing to call my own
Except for beer and regret

Skulking

With skin

As tough as leather

And a heart

That’s lined with lead

I wander out

Into the night

To find something else instead

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