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Somewhere In 1994

1. Jun. 1994 By Alex Nuttall - Bio The words blend As the concrete splatters; We fill up earthen holes That we have dug. The cast-iron skillet simmers With oil made for a higher purpose Of eating. A dog barks, Sad—barkie—sad—barks. And I am empty, As I am full… Now I am full of emptiness. A U M Shanti-Shanti-Shanti. And I am ignorrant by laziness, As I am enlightened by content. Somewhere In 1995 -- Alex Nuttall In 1994 a formcarpenter writes a poem about enlightenment. Doing hard work sometimes leads to laziness but also sometimes to enlightenment. © Alex Nuttall / OgFOMK ArTS 1994 - 2017 - Alex Nuttall - 20171220 -ABN – Ed Date: 2017-12-20 19:13 | Poetry by Alex Nuttall, title: Somewhere In 1994, Original Date: 19940601 – © Alex Nuttall / OgFOMK ArTS 1994 – 2017 – Retro-published 20171220. #AlexNuttall #OgFOMK #Poetry #Concrete #Emptiness #AUM #Shanti #Enlightenment #FormCarpenter