Midnight Waters #poem by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
Wayfarer, directionless … an automatic tread …The middle of the middle of an impossible journey …No land. No markers. Nothing but wanderings of the mind. … What waters?Calm silent black waters, indiscriminate. …Air and waters equally warm, equally black … The little node of consciousness cannot see,Cannot feel even feel his own body, his own … More Midnight Waters #poem by Dr. Lawrence Nannery