I decided to put this here instead of the Poetry section (not related to the savior of crickets thread).
Perhaps
Hey Bob.
Hey Dick.
Can I ask you a question Bob?
Sure Dick.
Does the sky bow?
Perhaps.
Do the trees quiver?
Perhaps.
Does nothing ever gain anything?
Perhaps.
Does the thought of Flow mean anything to you?
Perhaps.
Does this stop?
...
Do stars whisper?
...
Do rags sing?
...Perhaps... Aaaannnd?
Aaaannnd?
Gassho, to you.
Gassho, to you.
Gassho.
Gassho.
...
Perhaps
Hey Bob.
Hey Dick.
Can I ask you a question Bob?
Sure Dick.
Does the sky bow?
Perhaps.
Do the trees quiver?
Perhaps.
Does nothing ever gain anything?
Perhaps.
Does the thought of Flow mean anything to you?
Perhaps.
Does this stop?
...
Do stars whisper?
...
Do rags sing?
...Perhaps... Aaaannnd?
Aaaannnd?
Gassho, to you.
Gassho, to you.
Gassho.
Gassho.
...
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