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Tom D Aug 2021
From a humidor
for gods long vanquished
Wisps of smoke
drifting high in the sky
Lest we forget them
Tom D Aug 2021
Adults are but older children
Who have outgrown their parents
In search of better supervision
Tom D Aug 2021
What makes a man
Into a Genghis Khan
And regress into his terrible twos?
It’s not enough
That he should win
Everyone else must lose
Tom D Aug 2021
There are many
poets it seems
that tell the story
of shattered dreams
We have to listen
to what they say
because the pain
won't go away
Tom D Aug 2021
There’s a part of myself
That nervously watches
As I stare into space
Slowly banging a drum

And just like a ******
I batton down hatches
To prepare for the storm
That’s so unlikely to come
Tom D Aug 2021
The irony is
that the fear of death
gives rise to the fear of living
Meeting uncertainty
with an unshakable faith
is the gift that keeps on giving
Tom D Jul 2021
Tightly bound to folly are we
In as many ways
as there are human fears and desires
And sooner or later
all we want in this world
is to be free
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