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Thursday, November 19, 2015

Will we make Progress?



Will we progress?
Raised by fire
since we were tiny beings.
We relax torn muscles,
then limp into darkness
to be eaten.
Why can't three lifetimes
as mountain neighbors
call back our youth?
Do something!
How could foolishness
reincarnate beauty?
Incarcerate everything.
You'll understand,
that love is just delivery from time.
Join me there, at least.


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