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Cause Without a Rebel
I have no cause to champion that’s worthy of a flag, bedecked with symbols meant to stir like-minded souls to arms; no psycho-babbling sycophants pore through my work to find some mystic key that might unlock their esoteric core. if … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, hypocrisy, laziness, obsession, rebellion, substance
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A Moment for Peace
I’d find some peace if I just had more time; quite often now, this notion comes to me. Not as a nagging fault, but more sublime, suggesting an impossibility. But peace is built on just a second’s span and in … Continue reading
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Tagged activism, excuses, inactivity, laziness, peace, responsibility, sonnet
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How the Brain Lost its Brawn
There was an idea that grew in a brain — not a clean break, but rather a troubling sprain. It swelled up and shut off the centers of speech, thus remaining hidden; and just beyond reach it festered, fermented and … Continue reading
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Tagged education, ideas, laziness, parables, Rudyard Kipling, thoughtlessness
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New Orleans Summer Portrait
The heavy August air sits like an insolent child sulking under the carport where the breeze can’t get to it, if it even tried to do so down the fractured street that no longer even pretends to be the straight … Continue reading