This I will say plain,
I will not
Sabotage distance with
Preoccupation, I will not
Dirty the socks of the moon
With pleading.
Let them be.
That’s why shadows are important,
They tend to adhere to you,
So you are what you are not,
Jumping atop lost pianos
In factory made shoes, singing
The birds are the perfect cents.
Originality is propaganda,
Certain exaggerations
Must precipitate into fairy tales.
Like November helicopters
Gathering up the body slams of dusk.
Pillows that are fire
For this garden head.
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I love this, particularly the stanza on originality. Both lucid and imaginative.
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Thank you. To be honest, I sat on this one for a while. Specifically that stanza. So I’m glad you liked it.
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as usual I love the blazing imagery of this; and the provocative comments on originality
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Thanks John. I was hesitant to put this one out, so I’m glad you liked it.
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I’ve got no idea what it’s about but that doesn’t bother me any more: I’m in for the imagery, the paradoxes, the occasional glimmer of dark truths 🙂
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Thanks. I smiled when reading your comment. I very much appreciate what you said. And I know this sounds funny, but I feel the same way.
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Amazing. I love the dirty socks of the moon. Such a cool image. 🌙
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it.
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I thought I would drop in on you and say wow! Love this.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked it.
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