he’s a man
with his coffee
he’s a ghost
watching him-
self an actor in
a play a
murder mystery
also a slave
toiling in the
fields teaching
himself to read
a woman
murdered the
actor says
I have seen
the large beast
the slave escapes
journeys to the
shimmering sea
pursued by
bounty hunters
the ghost watches
himself wash out
his coffee cup
begins his
day as usual
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Author:
Vipassana (
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