Best Things Through

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…I’ve sound, and the words come;….
(They pass)….

They’re not mine,
and that’s best, too.

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Secrets are revealed through the air

Birth In Philosophy / Minding Life

I don’t know
What it was for;

I don’t know
Why;

I know how,
Sometimes.

Lemonade

Out on a summer walk
And young love is refreshing to see.
But to think of all
That had to happen
To get to this thought . . .
Sour brew.
But I’m not bitter
Walking under sun.

I Am The Will

Bodies can be made accomplices,
As thoughts have motion.

When I push,
You will strike.

I can,
Because you are.

Lopped At Both Ends

/| Here I am
|\ There I was

. . . /|\ . . .

Mad Cow(s)

Millennials,
were not
grass-
fed.
But the spoon,
was sil-
ver.
Old vengeance,
is new vengeance,
is old ven-
geance.
For all you do, you walk the earth;
Incomprehensible song in you—flowering madness,
She, mindless dancer over your breath of history:
Please learn the laws you cannot make.
A prayer . . .

Mind Says What You Know

Mind says of the body
You cannot leave me alone with this creature;

I’m caught in the middle
Of the two at war;
I am wasted by their rage.

The light is less
What I am,
Where I am,
But how I am
To live
With and through
This natural war on reason
With you and everybody else.

Crying Death In The Way

/ All the art unknown. \

Why It’s So Confusing, Mind You

There’s more to Love
Than the Heart
Can know.