Inspired from first reading of Bukowski's: <br />Alone With Everybody. <br /> <br /> <br />we can never find the one <br />because we are all one <br />split apart <br />fragmented into separate entities <br />covered with flesh and bone <br /> <br />we need sustenance to exist <br />we eat <br />we seek and we devour <br />food for the flesh <br />and we shit out what we don’t need <br /> <br />we crave and we desire <br />we demand and we search for more <br />we seek love <br />we beseech love <br />we seed love <br />we eat it <br />and we devour it <br />and we shit out what we don’t need <br /> <br />and we can never be fulfilled.<br /><br />Gloria Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-finding-the-one/
