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May 2017
vegetative spaces
give comfort and shelter
under canopies of love
we exist for each other
fellow humans
givers of luminous beauty
old fashioned swings are calling you
duty is discovered in veritable confinement
all our solitude is hurried
and hoarded by hired soldiers
who store their food in cupboards

can you buy a second chance
in the world of men
many are left wandering
while their mother loves them
and holds their hands
until the day they rise again
sever your heads from lust, greed and revenge
for envious lives are perverted
open the sky to see through the dryness
inside of you are two eyes
who forgot that their mind’s origin
lies beyond the five senses

straight and narrow
through the eye of the needle
relativity curves like a balloon
thought is escalating and elastic
accelerating into diamond vortexes
drastic measures are called for
go under cover and threaten to email
the relatives of police chiefs and officers
to tell them the twin towers
have only just fallen down
while you stroll country lanes
in respectful amusement
to the noticeable lack of resistance
the attitudes of confusion
impenetrable by the eye
are highly persistent
what if the irony is simply
that the iris is forever
isolated from itself
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
239
       ---, The Sick Red Carnation and Ryan Holden
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