this popup
jumps up on me
most unexpectedly
with a BOO! and a Hee! Hee! Hee!
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moon, moon, crazy moon
natural moon
torn apart and snoozing moon;
lovely moon, romantic moon
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a child is born free of mind
but is hardened into thought
and by the time one dies
most are fixed and screwed into
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caution:
be warned at the outset
this poem is about nothing;
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a holy poet
is like a holy man:
all you need
are words and texts stubbornly tied to some creed
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ambition and becoming
and plans and aspirations
and ideals and holy-book dreams
and yearning for one after another:
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I am the one outside the group
outside the circle
the one who fell through
the holes in the net
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it was a half moon
and the somber sky
yawned, with no other lights;
and a hunchback-cloud came close
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at dusk, with the gentle sun
and the fisher-folk giants of trees
casting shadow-nets over the forest clearing,
just then
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daddy, daddy,
I can’t go to school
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