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Poem: Delusional

The words make sense But the sense of the words does not I’m being climbed up a staircase Of delusion Just listening To these thoughts

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Poem: This side and the other

I can only fall in love In the marriage Of this side And the other

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Poem: Bird

Thunk The bird hit the window Out of a total of 18 people I was the only one in the meeting room To turn and watch the grey titmouse Fly away, only a little dazed

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Poem: Disillusionment

Disillusionment Never tasted so good Freedom

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Poem: Mystified

It’s hard to watch You do the same thing Over and over again And see it collapse Because you don’t see that yet I used to wake up in a panic Trying to find the words That could help you … Continue reading

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Poem: Zing

Before, I felt Like God’s finest bow And I wanted nothing more Than to help kindly There is no moat greater When you realize You can’t wake another From their dreaming You stop pretending you can Unless they ask you … Continue reading

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Poem: Unfolded

The thought that something Can unfold in the future Is certainly an appearance In that which is inherently unfolded, Unfoldable

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Poem: Cast Net

I sat with her again Saw her struggle In her own cast net Soul sister Things we only say To each other If I hadn’t read Shadow That night wouldn’t make any sense How do you tell yourself To uncast your … Continue reading

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Poem: Laugh

There is a laugh right now I could only share with you A life joke only you get I wish you were here And we could guffaw Until the tears streamed From our eyes In lieu of being able To … Continue reading

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Poem: Memorial

Those who reach out to help us To guide us through dark times Long nights of illness and The miasma of medicine verses economics Will someday be gone Yesterday was that day For the doctor Who cared for my infant … Continue reading

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