#135 freeing themselves from the rivulets and tributaries of the mind, a school of fish make their way into my secret sargasso

there is a determined hopping fish deep inside me flopping his way to the pool of green great escape in my heart it is where he meets eternity no one to rain on his plans he speeds to his school of wisdoms in session everywhere inside me and like in that dream i am late for class there is no here beyond there there is no here beyond there don’t hold it against me the rivers inside me they are teaming with brine who knows what futures lie beyond the walls of sleep deep within the hollows and pools inside thousands of fishes try to find their way back home there is no here beyond there there is no here beyond there bhagiti 9.1.07 perrysburg, oh