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Somewhere beyond right and wrong

More About Me

What I want you to know about me...

I'm bitter like tea leaves that have steeped too long. Old like the tarnished 1981 penny that has seen much use. Like the car you paid so little for, although I've had my problems I always ran when you needed me the the most. Despite my loyalty, you still left me abandon when you got enough scratch to get another better looking ride.

About My Navel

Deep and dark like space, I'd like to think the lint that sometimes accumulates, came from the stars as they explode and turn into dust.

Favorite Stuff (poets, poems, quotes, hobbies, etc.)

Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, Langston Hughes, Oscar Wilde, Rumi, Li Yu, Homer, Li Bai.
"What a thrill ----
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of a hinge

Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.

Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
Carpet rolls

Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
Of pink fizz.

A celebration, this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one."

"I heard a Fly buzz - when I died -
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air -
Between the Heaves of Storm -

The Eyes around - had wrung them dry -
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset - when the King
Be witnessed - in the Room -

I willed my Keepsakes - Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable - and then it was
There interposed a Fly -

With Blue - uncertain - stumbling Buzz -
Between the light - and me -
And then the Windows failed - and then
I could not see to see -"


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