steve zabaldo Biography

Afternoon heat reflected off the
pavement,
rippling currents of
vapor blurred the horizon. Everything
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Myopic dreams

myopic dreams
intuitive failure
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Yellow Light,
Formless Energy,
eternal constant.
Being, of all Being,
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pity

did you mean to do it?
the los angeles coroner called me
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Today, somehow I knew
So I went to the home
To visit, to sit with her
This day, somehow I knew
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