The Shark
Donnerstag, April 5th, 2012 To have a life so well honed down
as a shark’s; where the merest whiff of blood
acts as a trigger to release one’s
non-thinking, totally instinctual,
predatory gifts. To be able to dismiss
thought; to get rid of one’s
psycho-babble, the white noise
of human species, and just exist. No [...]
