Poems

Divided Race To Nowhere

Dust settles;
We cannot.

In this divided race to
Nowhere,
We fight
For
First
Place.

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Poems

Why Do You Care What They Did?

Legend is even less than us.
Down by the water, an old voice arrests you, seems to say Here, now.
And it’s so simple, the stream, its swift music,
Steady and sweeping off your thoughts to someplace deeper.
To a lake of fire for your molten mind.

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