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We Have No Choice But To Comply.

Keep The Change?

To me it was Their transaction: / A payment / Or collection / Now, literally Everything is given away.

And while I knew well it would not be a dream / I expected a little less grinding of gears.

Let my palate adjust / To the heat / And the sweet,

I write alone, in verse or prose / Enjoy it, if you predispose.

No matter the Framing, the Mat, or the Pane / The Whole of The Story it shall not contain.

We are all creatures / of habit, acting / as we always do.

Even with functioning eyes / Seeing can never be forced.

Loneliness is not / Truancy of Them; / ‘Tis the Roar of Self

Moist is for cake. Only. Ever.

I’ve checked the flights from here to there, / And there to here, of course (of course!) / I’m sighing, and my Soul’s laid bare.

Just / Air

All I ever do is run. So how do I step in… Step into the sun?

he enters the fray daunted – so much like before

Some bits and bytes of sound and light combine

So, today’s word prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (#SoCS) is “hope“. HA! HA HA! I just wrote a poem … More

Always with you it cannot be done.

where again is there?

July doesn’t change a thing.

What will the church do with us?

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