Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Poem I wrote

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TOTALLY TUBULAR



When I eat or drink I am reminded


That I am a tube


When I look at my veins I am reminded 


That I am also filled with many tubes


I came into this world through a series


Of tubes


So perhaps it is only natural that my exit from this 


Earthly plane will be through some kind of tube


With a light at the end of it.

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Friday, June 11, 2021

Poem I wrote

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IN THE VISIBLE


Show me the witches, the mages, the sages


The wild ones with herbs and spells on their pages


Who draw down the moon with the wisdom of ages


Come, show me the witches, the mages, the sages

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