The Tao is broken, too

Murky and flimsy. Weak
and empty. Dark. Dangling. 
Depressed. Deep hunger pangs. 
Dying on the vine. Ignoble on
purpose. Groundless and buried
like emeralds or silent and 
boundless as jackrabbits in 
the grateful dead of a Western 
New York snowstorm in March.

George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat ReviewMoria Poetry JournalChronogram JournalAmpersand Literary ReviewThe Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA TodayThe Wall Street JournalThe AtlanticHavana TimesSouth China Morning PostThe Buffalo News, and more. 

See all his poems on Tea House here.

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