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We are the perfect ones The few, the selected, the leading elite We are the seamless ones designed to be Humanity 2.0 Oh, they have crafted us so carefully Pounding, drilling Shrilly sounding the beat of the seamless ones Get up, Get dressed, Ready, set, go Make friends, make the grade, make... - Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceLeaning in the front corner of my tiny, overstuffed closet is a well-worn, beaten and beloved stick. Carefully crafted from the branch of a maple sapling, the weapon is light, maneuverable and deadly. It was my Excalibur, my Curtana, my Vorpal blade. It was soaked with the blood of my many invisible...
- Poetry > All PoetryI saw a moth last night It's wings fluttered and rushed Beating for the basement light That flickered and flushed No portal through the glass it found To lead it to the light Yet suffered in the darkness And the longing of the night "Little friend," I asked the moth, &quo...
- Poetry > Free VerseWave upon waves Dimly lit In the half light. Beacons of the dead On beautified Graves Pebbles crackle Underfoot. As we walk the Path of remembrance Grief is our shackle. With bent heads some Mourn. Silent Prayers are said for The innocents and those That did not succumb. We ca...
- Poetry > Free VerseLike a snowfall in mid October Your life began and now it's over No more flakes float from the sky I'm left without any tears to cry I cried them all before you died The phone call Planted the seeds of worry The hospital Seemed unreal Isolating the dead And sick From a world ...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe day the world shattered , I met a glass man Standing on the sidewalk, Counting cars that passed. He stared for a moment At me, trudging down - Down the long, gray, bare hill. The man wore a suit, And a silken tie was Tucked neatly under Stiff fabric. And he asked, "Why do you tr...
