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The storm after the storm
In general, it is possible to fly,
This requires a certain solitude,
And I don't mean temporarily,
Immobility breeds creation,
Just like being blind heightens the other senses,
It's easy, they say, if you know how,
To weather the storm after the storm,
Keeping your ideas close in case,
Another comes rolling along.
Saturday 2nd October 2021 9:04 pm
Veneer
Every night I go to the dentist,
He's left the light on,
For me and the moths,
This kind of consideration is rare,
Like a happy medium,
Maybe it's exclusive to spiritual types,
Then again, maybe not.
It always strikes me how insane we are,
In our hopeful repetition,
We call it perserverance,
Like when a dog marks it's territory,
Is an accident,
Thinking tha...
Saturday 2nd October 2021 8:58 pm
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