when the curvaceous

nature of philosophy departs

and the deep desire in

the pool of society has left

these scars and when the

tidal wave of cold mythology

has surrounded the island

which is your soul then

you must open the book

which houses your mind and

begin to search the caves of

your ultimate inspiration but

when you have found that

one and only light which

makes it worth your while

to be up and moving every

morning And to bother to

come home every evening and

make peace with your self

about the terms of the day

and when you wake up each

morning and look in the mirror and

what to say