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Unpoetic

Unborn, unbound,
uncaused, unknown
time without interval
home without place
no point of view
beyond the far side of remoteness
in a world without universe
where mind is water
and we always drown
in Christ's dream of Buddha.

Copyright 2007 by Dane Karnick