Sunday, June 28, 2020


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 To Do Today - Isolated 

Restless beings, creative folk
remain home with little to do,
but deeply think,
and  think we will 
about our lousy leadership,
about ugly death..

For the lack of sweet air flowing into 
Your moist lungs.

Something so elemental 
you first began the practice at birth,
assuming it would always  
be there for you, like food and water.
Your reckoning,
your crushing sore realization
stymies you  
as you wince at that harsh  
probability. 
  

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