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Few times have I
Felt more desperate
Than when I run
Out of words

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Dormant Instrument

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A hickory handled
Well honed wood
Chisel
That will never
Be used for which
It was designed
A well oiled
Razor sharp edge
Ready at a moments
Time
To effortlessly carve
Into waiting wood
Grain
Tucked away in it’s
Case
Behind the cabinet
Door
Never to be what
The blue print
Called for

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Heart’s Ornament

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Even in dreams we

Do not see each other

If we do our face is

Turned away

If in the same place

We do not seek to see

We would rather sleep

Within our slumber

Perhaps our minds

Are taking cover

From dreaded madness

Accustoming our souls

Lessening the sadness

Slowly remembering

How to enjoy

A giant Super Moon

A walk on the beach

In the afternoon

Without the ornament

That bedecked frail ventricles