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Caught In And In Between
paradigms are illusions of boundaries
we create in our minds
meridians for social sake declare
step on a crack, break your back
How It Is
we are born of woman
from man
hosted by her, we learn
of warmth and security
Ode To Before
wrongs done to one another, soar
let slip the dogs of war
now ghosts and skeletons let free
roam and jump with laughter and glee
A Search
No such thing
As one that is apart
yet all things
are one and a part
Morning sun lights up
smooth clean feelings of order
careening off white pimply walls
spattered cement, granules jut
Ought To Be
there were my thoughts
where no thoughts ought to be
fantasies and dreams
dancing in side of you
Updated Postdated And Outdated
The generations of dad
can not deal in
computering and electronics
I worry, you tell me not to worry, be happy
there is nothing to worry about
but still I keep on worrying
it's easier to worry than be happy
Boxed In
His picture taken by box camera on a tripod
a stolen image made to grow with time
Every two weeks my father would take us to see
the patriarch, chief of flowing beard
Another Perspective
There are things that we know
are not questions of belief
Our planet is not the center
you and I are not the omphalos,

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