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Just Yesterday’s News
I don’t know the man that I’m supposed to be: I’ve looked at his life like a documentary; and with some of his choices I just can’t agree; but it’s too late to start out again. I’m tired of the … Continue reading
On Dialogue with Self
When does a dialogue with self cease being a monologue? At what precise moment does the epiphany conceived of self-deliberation end its foolish premeditation on some inner change of being and address itself to the self in others, recognizing in … Continue reading
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Tagged communication, conversations, dialogue, identity, monologue, self-exploration
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Patti Smith
I will blaspheme to instruct if those still listening can hear: the pretense of this world is fucked beyond repair; that much is clear. I will replay classic moments in a whirl of light and sound; relive near death’s self-wrought … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged blasphemy, individuality, influences, inspiration, Music, music, Patti Smith, punk rock, self-exploration, spirituality
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Self-Similarity: an acrostic
I: J ust give me a moment O f your time, and together, we’ll try to H onestly explore the taste of N ew wine in old wineskins, L ight cigarettes with old matches, and I n the process, attempt … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged acrostic, daily poems, identity, poetic forms, self-exploration
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