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Awkward
    It is
To be me,
     To be human
Connected in every way
      Yet lonely as hell
Like a ****
        In a garden
Of roses
Or a field of daffodils
Only the one
I feel
Feels this way
So bogus
       Cause
Supposedly
       We're all the same

somewhere in time everything already written
this marvel how everything meets anything
that belongs to a togetherness of darkness
I've been touched by this easiness of travelling
the path between garden and perfume
I've played the fool who believed images
so ready to commute in an endless still
pursuit of the chimera of truth

you know, there is this hidden dimension where
time and space haven't invented their names yet
cause they annihilate each other endlessly
there is this pain like a worm in an eagle's sight
so sensitive the spring of words
that time touches us with this wonder
a merciful road between chance and necessity

all the hope of a blind dawn in my writing hands
like a morning awaiting its silence
there is nowhere to hide from pain
in the end

I am in the blink
of your eyes,
Not in the mirror!

I replied, "I wish
I never do that,
Looking in your mirror!"

Once again, she said,
"Never mind,
Mind your eyes,
For a mind
Never shows in the mirror."

Where did you go
You know
The queens and kings?

All those who jumped on board?

What did you "win"?
Some celebration
at the anahilation?

You conquered this, your "toughest game"
You celebrated your "fame"
for a moment ....

You disappeared into cyberspace
You were replaced .

(Same fare you offered him...)

Fried Pickles and Jacks with Axes
The man who digs the bones.

Photo buried at dirt crossroads ,
Living Life old and alone.

Headlights crossing down the highway,
Hearse comes to take him home.
Cherry burst upon the highway
discarded like the fame you've known.

Two years too late...
Sealed my fate.
Compliant and Complicit.

No one left to defend.. banished into cyberspace.
The King and Queen since replaced.
Legacy erased.

His wisdom still graces pages,
One of Poetry's greatest Sages.