.
Even the end of
daze comes with it
a startling sparkle
of clarity.
.
Odd encounters
like suns combusting,
give rise
to a mind able to reflect
when the dust
and all else is set and nestled.
.
The sands
and hands
of time tick-tocks
in us
a trickling mirror.
In due time
so are we too
indebted to death.
.
And then again,
in dying breathe
do our bodies beget
a new tomorrow
when the earth borrows
life-giving marrow
.
from each and every little
brittle bone.
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An in-grown item of ivory
nails itself daintily on my
memory bank.
.
I calculate
that I am withdrawn,
and she bounced
last time
I checked.
.
A fund and foundation inquired.
This fun has faded
from my wispy wits.
.
This structure has flooded
filled with qualms and quips
of bankers quitting,
stating that other professions
will be a better fit.
.
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I am in my environment
adapted freely in a world
of me.
.
My selfish creation as it always thus was.
.
But patterns present itself in orbit.
Annual in idea though not every year.
.
Connecting chaos collecting cluster
stutters in its speech in approach to
Heavenly body celestial divinity.
.
Kantor might diagnose:
“This significantly
smaller infinity, will
forever be
small as such.
But perhaps it may develop,
for we too know nothing.”
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A panacea presents itself plump
and ripe for the picking
once you choose
.
Don’t lose out now,
do this now
and you will be indebted to us,
So much so you would
discuss a verse as such;
.
“We are so sorry that we cannot make the payments this month.”
.
And there it is! The carrot stick!
We were being driven by
a very simple taming trick!
Acknowledge it!
.
After all, how else would the system drive itself?
It employs our help, we
the burdened beasts
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