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downwind of world events
a small hand to help along
prayer to banish hate from hearts
(your own especially of course)
is oftentimes all you have got.
Make the static go
away,
the dead-dog depression;
the fleas tip-toeing across
my brain.
Hate locks the
door to the heart,
and puts the
soul in a cage.
The rage consumes,
like a West Coast fire.

Make the static go
away,
the electric anxiety;
the butterflies swimming in
my blood.
Love is a fantasy,
a fairy tale for children.
Devotion
imprisons
the mind and
subdues the heart.

Give me sweet
apathy, beautiful
sedation, let me
float in bliss;
not tethered by emotion.
Let me get lost, deep
in the core of the orchid,
and sail aimless,
in the
vast chasm
of the sea.
Give me radical
lethargy.
Here is another repost.  I still can't scroll.  Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ur5pZxbd7hE
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