again, perl creeps through
to dictate my life's essence
of focus and breath;
upon the road once
i spotted a camel lone
diving for Perls, free,
snap back now to awareness,
fishing for Monkhood.
... is that a pool of fresh water?
... or a mirage to tantalize my lips?
... take time to enjoy the mermaids
My fellow monks
Can't tell (I'm NSA/FBI/HS/...)
Others (explain your deviation)
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