Freedom
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Weight. Less.
I lay down My Expectations
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accounting for taste
allure is in the observer’s oculus
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sunless solstice
celestial cycles don’t control all darkness.
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laws of attraction – #SoCS
Is that whole “opposites attract” thing really true, outside of magnetic properties?
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in limbo
Solitude is a state of mind.
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hold on tight
factory-installed
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repetition suits me fine
the triolet’s a form I lovethe repetition suits me finefamiliar fits me like a glovethe triolet’s a form I lovePerhaps some day I’ll rise aboveand find a form that’s mine – all minethe triolet’s a form I lovethe repetition suits me fine The triolet is a short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes…
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Sonnet XIV – Close to the Wind
a proud sight beheld, from stern to the prow.
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strata
“feel the feels” a friend affirmed, and deeply dug did I.
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life of crime
When I wrote It didn’t fit
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Opting In – Part 2
It turns out that “in” is not where one should always opt.
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Opting In – #SoCS
I still didn’t read those pages of tiny font explaining my terms of acceptance…
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worthless gods
If only Coleridge had given Okeonos to that Mariner of olden days…
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exposed
a dagger through the heart is generally no one’s preference…
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interphase
undivided. improbable. preposterous.
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Sonnet XIII – “Alexa, Dim the Lights”
When given option One or Two – try Three.
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The Perfect Fit
My clothing covered my body just fine
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Friday Night Fights – #SoCS
Winning all around, right?
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stupid is as stupid does
If this is hate,then I guess that’s where I’ve fallen. In ‘Murica these days,can’t suggestmy good friends to the north(south, east, west…)MIGHT be handling aMAJOR PANDEMICbetter than we are. And THEY screwed upCanadian Thanksgiving. That’s not hate.That’s science. God bless us, everyone.The NOT INFERIOR idiots, too, I guess.
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don’t jinx it
Do the unthinkable.
