Category: Different
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Footstool
A poem from a friend about being drunk on Sunday reminded me of the time when I was eighteen and read Easter Sunday Scriptures at sunrise services high on LSD. I don’t remember which scriptures I read, but I remember the light through the stain glass just above the head of Jesus standing on the…
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pen pals
My two older sisters had pen pals they’d talk about when the mail came I’d steal into their room to read the letters and pretend they were my friends I wanted a pen pal but was afraid no one would want to be my friend if they knew I had a speech impediment, hummed constantly…
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haiku meditation in unfamiliar woods
same woodland songbirds singing different descants call out, “Who are you?” alone…..sit silent your inner child still stutters fearful…..birds may laugh a woodpecker thrums dappled light dances on soft ground with the wind in trees 6-23-21
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Queuing at the Door, or, A Prayer for Bob Hinkle
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1) Fold your hands, bow your head, Shut your eyes and pray I would try, but no one said how to pray Just how to act like praying I wanted to know where to go, how many Steps to take, how many doors to open 2) Dad would get angry, If you cheated and opened…
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Evolution of an artist
She laid in bed at night and complained , something is wrong with our child; her genetic donor rolled over and muttered, go to sleep tomorrow, we will fix its flaws _____ Norms mutate They don’t know why They just do _____ Grocery shoppers eat the beautiful, avoid bruised fruit Chuck, evolution doesn’t care about…
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view from the top
When you start at the bottom, you will not levitate by wishing or whining, it’s just not fair; stack crates and junk to climb, ask a friend to lower a rope or offer a hand. When you start at the top no ladder is necessary. There’s no where to go but down but you pay…
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Dreaming with migraine headaches
waking in a time loop of childhood terrors reading in front of class with a speech impediment holding your arm to control a tic trying not to hum or have outbursts in class scrapping in the hall because someone made fun paddlings in the office whippings when you got home suicidal thoughts you fought to…
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no anesthesia
Spiraled black-speckled flypaper waves in the wind from the porch For family summer picnic fun on the farm flies trapped in glue, struggle till they die Chickens, a pig and a cow are slaughtered deviled eggs, tomatoes and green beans prepared Rocky mountain oysters sit fried in a bowl on the table Harvested from ball…
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