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Poetry

Prisoner

I’m forced to walk where my feet go
I’m forced to wonder on what I know
I’m forced to move by winds of mind
I’m forced to suffer, for I’ve been unkind

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Poetry

The Only Constant

Different times of day yield
different colours,

Different satisfactions of experience,
clocked shadows, dancing
patches of sun

Yet your embrace
erased such time
coloured everything bright

And our discoveries seemed to
pass us by in a now faded flash

Though the memories
cling like stickseed

Only a dull heat lingers in my womb
creator of gross images,
art and stories, sometimes still of us

All while my subtle winds
carry mournful breaths, poisoned
with attachment

All while my very subtle mind
offers peaceful release, renunciation
accepted, finally

I let you go


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Philosophy Poetry

Woman of Contentment

Drinking cold blackberry bubly
In the hot Himalayan-salted bath
In the apartment I rent
And listening to Nat King Cole
I belch loudly four times through the open window
Being a woman in the twenty-first century isn’t so bad

As long as I hold patience for people
And cherish the other that is not me.

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Poetry

Lunacy

We are lunatics
begging for rebirth
without wanting to experience death

What is a renaissance
when we can’t stop taste-testing
the poisons in our world

If we should relinquish
our attachment to destruction
and in turn accept death…

what then?