Mark R Slaughter


Mark R Slaughter Poems

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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.

Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’

Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, ...

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Great Oak

Ancient, yet steeped in wisdom;
Massive, yet enlightening;
Never tired of growing or vexed by seasons,
You stand glorious in summer;
Monumental in winter.

And as you overlook your forest
With sagacious governance,
They all defer to you - dependence in hand:

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