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Friday, September 30, 2016

A cool breeze hits a sweaty brow


Too busy to look up
tethered with tension
down my leaden limbs
tiny things gathered
and amassed
yet-so easily dissipated, blown away

Here, first, things first-
someone's last chance
blows by
why
ask
any-
more
?


Painting by Jean-François Millet [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Friday, December 11, 2015

The order of things


Firsts and Lasts don't make
good companions, They don't know
Who goes, First or Last?





Image By The U.S. Army (Waiting to board, 11/2008) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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