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WARTIME SONNET

you can hear the smelly dogs of war
bellowing for a bloodletting
in red turbans and hard green
the gnarled moon
shucks my soul aside for rape
bullet frags my brain
Violence
Silence
morphine coated veins
are ears to a soft escape
a sun boon
lights the only way not seen
or end to well-oiled settings
solidity as soul evermore

Nov 2002

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i have faith in things i don’t know or understand. and i have faith in things i cannot see, hear, taste, smell, touch, or otherwise perceive in any conventional way. most people cannot understand these things. most people don’t care to understand these things. and there is really no convincing or logical way to explain them. the experience is ( Read more... )

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