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Jan 2023
Discover Discomfort, there
a bubble of knowns in current context,
be
having, as water to a fish… bubbles
of no interest,

sending wishes topside.

Messaging vacuum pre surity,
to form predictable winds,
verily worthshipped as software,
virally priced per use, right, misses
do not constitute
legitimist religious knots… tightening
the grip, get the concept,
as held, attained, by the skin of the teeth
on the gear that turned the clocks hands,
sorting second
glances for 'nother chancers.
-- we discover discomfort,
or we never learn the ROI on patience…

sitting silent in the corner
to consider what I did,
to learn some pigeon superstition,
for next opportunity,
to sense the pain first cause
above the knowing abuse, eh, tricks,
whence grew the evil essential lie,

to be all hero's mottos,
do, or die, of shame,
there is no going back,
but as water…
or Case hardened steel
we be… as we were informed…
come and see, what is to be made
of proverbs cached in old holes
in the floor, under stood upon,
until the worms and mould
perfected revitalization.

And yo, the waitress
from that place in Caiguna
{she followed my dream home}

opens the door and offers half
of her peanut butter cup.
Sharp poke.
Ken Pepiton
Written by
Ken Pepiton  76/M/Pine Valley CA
(76/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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     N, CJ Sutherland and Ledge
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