Bad Economy

Is this economy of self....
hiding much of who one is?

Ha! If so, I should conserve.

But I'd rather die empty
than a full sponge un-wrung.
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Rainy Days and Mondays Music

♫You first found me in my holding pen
Stopped to take a look and stuck your finger in
I bit one off and you came back again and again . . . hey
Then the nice people let me out one day
And you told me how to act and what to say
But you never get what you wanted that way )
Did you baby?♫

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♫Everybody's laughing
Maybe it's just me
Just something unrequited
Maybe it will never be

I lean into the whisper
But I don't hear a thing
It's a tear in the dark
all alone in the car in pieces.♫
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Plant From Linda

It’s notable to give a living thing…

as if whatever instigated such a gift

continues in long life

far beyond any act of kindness

or consideration
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I Know Nothing

I agree as much as truth allows....

which in small amounts

poses as wisdom

until it disappears

into the thin air of pretension

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Wave of Madness

Madman across the water
enigmatic in his restraints
lambasting the barnacles
as if they could be blamed

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The Good Fight

If I choke

in dead of night

and me deader

therein

I hope my wings

are sufficiently tattered

and bald

in the giving of feathers

and currents fought.

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Untitled

I've a boat

floating still, with the sheer force of my will.

The buckets of my hands

end the oars of my arms

fulcrum of broad shoulders

forged in the rain

forest...to so many

wet trees

Come,

under the umbrella of my hair

where even flood waters have no rise
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