The other is an illusion.
Insidious,
Irresistible,
But illusion all the same.
In the subterranean
Streams of our Edenic memories
We know
(Don’t we?)
There is no other.
There is only us.
christopherjoiner
Some Thoughts Along the Way
The other is an illusion.
Insidious,
Irresistible,
But illusion all the same.
In the subterranean
Streams of our Edenic memories
We know
(Don’t we?)
There is no other.
There is only us.
christopherjoiner 