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  1. Poem 480








    Which medicine
    works best
    to heal a hopeless
    diddler?
    I ask you as a doctor,
    not a riddler..

    The most effective
    medicine..
    is just for you
    to lay on top of me
    and yap yap yap..
    don’t look at me
    like that!
    I didn’t make it up..

    It …

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  2. Poem 479








    By what mechanism
    do pieces
    fall into their place?
    Is it not
    by providence..
    of God’s
    unknowable ways?

    So why hold fear
    within thy heart,
    oh my sweet child?
    All is foreseen,
    all is accounted for
    in The Almighty’s
    mind.

    Why don’t you rather
    hold your faith …

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  3. Poem 478








    All that is
    in our life
    to hold..
    is never ours
    to keep.
    What sense
    is there to worry
    and lose
    precious sleep.

    For, in our sleep alone
    all men
    are proven innocent,
    indeed..
    And a sleepless man
    is wickedest
    of gray and wolfish evils..
    that conceals itself
    amongst the …

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  4. Poem 477








    The malaise
    of being..
    Nausea of life.

    One day,
    you hold it
    by the reins..
    another day,
    you lay
    beneath
    its hooves..
    and brace
    yourself
    for the inevitable..
    lethal strike.

    One day,
    your knife
    is razor-sharp
    and cutting meaning
    into pieces
    like it’s butter..
    Another day,
    you’re sawing …

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  5. Poem 476








    However you may
    try to spin it..
    Lady Fortune
    always sides..
    with the winner.

    In her game,
    there’s no
    participation
    trophy
    for The Ones
    who try
    and lose.

    Though
    you may call
    her cruel
    on account of that..
    the winner
    is The One who
    gets to
    write the rules …

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  6. Poem 475








    The essence
    of our Geist
    may not be
    Unsterblichkeit..
    for, we are not
    immortal.
    But it is, however,
    Unzerstörbarkeit..
    or indestructible.

    Though
    The All of it
    may be
    extinguished
    in our Death..
    The Ones who
    lived upon a time
    may never be
    erased.
    A seed of them
    is always
    still …

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  7. Poem 474








    Eyes of fear
    are rather
    quite big.
    Pointy fangs
    are fear’s
    only teeth.
    Fear has naught
    but a single wish..
    To grasp you,
    to bite you,
    to feed.

    Little scaredy cat
    makes up
    some fear..
    then sighs
    pitifully at it:
    “Oh dear!”

    But I ain’t afraid
    of nothing …

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  8. Poem 473








    Why is it,
    do you reckon..
    that my salsa
    brings
    the cutest
    ladies
    to the fruiting
    tree?

    Why else?
    Because it is
    so sweet
    and spicy..
    it’s so me.
    Two steps
forward,
    two steps
    back..

    A perfect balance
    of both cortisol
    and oxytocin
    meant to
    elevate their
    heart rates …

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  9. Poem 472








    I know I should be
    sleeping now..
    but still I lay
    alone in bed
    and fantasize.
    About the joyful
    sparkle I beheld
    the other day..
    within the black hole
    of a pupil in your eye.

    It is said that
    after crossing
    the event horizon
    nothing may escape..
    not even light …

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  10. Poem 471








    Why was
    The Ugly Duckling
    shunned
    out of his nest?
    He was an eyesore
    to the others..
    for, he was unlike
    all of the rest.

    They laughed at him,
    and couldn’t wait
    to see him
    leave their hearts
    and minds.
    And as for him?
    The Ones
    he rocked with …

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