it is only during my
spare time that i write
all these,
after having read a heap
of legal papers,
and reviewing folders of
cases
and resolving motions
and position papers,
so forgive me if these
may sound like crap or
these may appear like
smoke coming out from a chimney
because they are really that
fumes, air, vents,
holes, (black holes?)
or ports, and skies
these are my fire exits,
windows, doors, and
departure areas,
yes, these poems.
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