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God’s spirit

A misshapen bird Appears beautiful In carvings found yet Lost for generations In daylight flies Sun burns his wings In agony Mutates into thousands Of humans and Gods Worshipped into extinction But Remains untouched In agony Feeds on the flesh … Continue reading

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Blood pressure

I eat a little I eat too much I drink and drink Only water is allowed I wake up at midnight I take a reading The numbers persist It is too high It is too low Headaches and Heat rash … Continue reading

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Long Silent

Long silent I have been silent for long Contemplating Pretending Pretending to contemplate Time Time unmeasured remains in my Soul Silent Long silent Face Appears Appears on the surface of my Conscious Conscious? Am I? For how long? I have … Continue reading

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Eyes

Eyes – There are good eyes There are evil eyes There are eyes that look but never see There are eyes that see so deep They cut the skin and break the masks We wear There are questioning eyes And … Continue reading

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Unkind Anger

Anger corrupts the soul my son Said the woman wrapped in the Ugliness of the years past. I wondered how unkind Time can be. June 10, 2018

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Classical … typical

At the door she stood Half naked the light went through Her see through open robe Half open to be accurate Occurred to me as I was Half listening to her stream Of words, a self held Conversation. How typical … Continue reading

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Indigence

Indigence flummox! Hundreds fleeing the eruption Home is flattened earth. June 8, 2018

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