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one foot in every world
one foot in every word

prophetess of yore,
foreseeing farseeing,
recoding recording
mundane supermarket voyages,
become paradoxical
holy lover spats

for all of us
become her
become her poems,
travelogues, snippets
of marvel at the DNA
each thinking
wanting to think
tween us and no other

she does not know me
but she has felt my
foolishness here

connecting like no other
in a long time,
have listened to each record
in the Queen-bee's collection,
she unknowing, mine,
her favor returned

verbal scientist
she uncovered discovered
a small gate on the edge
of the map of her brain,
that led here her her here where
t her e

am amazed
she sees me

like no other
voyageur ******

but I cannot
Write like Deborah
no but I can
Write of Deborah
Mom, tell me God
Where is He?
Near around, my Honey!
How is He mom?
He is cute n’ neat
Fresh n’ frank
Pinky n’ chunky
Knotty n’ naughty
Smiling n’ smothering
Pretty n’ pleasing
Lovely n’ lovable
I want to see Him, mom!
It’s YOU my Sweetie!!
I want God to play mom,
Yes you will, my baby;
Wait for a year fore
Now play with little angel  
Next to our door.
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