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Nov 2019
Come keep time and rhythm by my side
For a bucket is as good a drum
As any that I’ve ever played before
Let's come crashing together
Like comets in the sand
Like salty lovers in the waves
It could be our last chance
To bathe in clean water
For once you are found naked
You can never again misbehave
With innocent abandon

Maybe it's all just a bit random
Perhaps we are a part of a poem
Or was it an ancient potion
Written down or swallowed long ago
Made from snow and ash
That turned us all into animals
From dirt to bone and earth to flesh
We rose from soil into soul

Maybe we're only organic forms
After all, is said and done
Growing like ancient ferns
Dangling from the earth’s *****
Maybe we are commas and semi colons
Just a few squiggly lines
Learning how to bend real low
So as not to get hurt again

Maybe we are just formica cabinets
Stashed with cash and cigarettes
And desiccated bodies
Desperately in need of some whiskey
Maybe we are impertinent cathedrals
And meaningful glances
Stolen from misleading women
Wearing only black eyeshadow
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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   --- and julie
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