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Explore 2
dissident chords of life,
silence of absent mother,
off-key instruments of nature
song of-the-tone-deaf-child,
unfinished trills of lost love,
explore war, a burden to be borne

The home
& the temple
are quite modest

It’s been a while since I put pen to paper
unwrapped myself from the comfort
(ably numb) zone of 3 AM phone calls
with men I met in bathroom stalls

The lake still, most fishermen gone.
Small boats, one to each cabin sit dry-docked.
The water moccasin, so threatening
in summer, twines away
to brimming waters.

Quick, I threw away my dream
and filled my chest with air;
at once I felt much lighter,
free of the crown of despair.

How I got to this place
This point of confounding indifference
I know not.

I will sit by the fire and ponder
the thawing caterpillar, who,
in a few months’ time, will begin eating away
at the edges of the night

What is the price I can’t resist?

last Wednesday we flung
onto the table bloodied carcasses
of enemies, we could not kill

One day there will be
No blood in diamonds,
No tears in it at all.