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Pun, as in Donne

Intensity of vision?

The few who have it

Are under no illusion—

They see right

Through it.

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Stage Directions

Place setting

Sun left

Enter full

Moon right

No dialogue

Necessary.

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Square Thinking

We have to examine

The problem

From all sides, even if

It’s a circle.

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Spectacles

Magnifying small type—

Gross human character.

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Tunnel

There should be a candle

Burning at both ends.

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Resolution

Let the first thing

That enters your mind

Stay there.

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Caught

In the web of sacrifice

For your own good

There is only one thing

You can do

To escape,

Surrender.

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Fountain

Someone has placed

A leaf on the lip

Of this weathered

Cuplike stone

Spring,

Fill your vessel.

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Generation Gap

Hey, you larvae already

Eating holes in the leaves

Of my eggplant

As if there were

No tomorrow, weren’t you

Born only yesterday?

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Memory

The last time

You looked back,

There was nobody

Following you—

Turn back.

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Conditional

If I had a voice

Worth keeping,

I’d give it

All I have.

~~~~~

Morpheus

Waking but not yet

Fully, duly emptying

The last dull traces.

~~~~~

To the Reader

These scribblings

Mock me.

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Take Two

Director’s chair’s aslant

On two legs against a wall—

The scene calls

For suspense.

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Superman

invincible

still my heart remains

on fire.

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Song

looking out

across deep water—

seeing, seeing.

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Self-Incriminating Reflection

I find myself out

Watching how

Others look at me.

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Nothing

Leaves a trace

So much as that

Something you dare not face.

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Sun

your shadow not

of itself, a burning

display of incrimination.

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Life Lines

along the line

you draw, another

longer one reigns

supreme.

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Sense of Solitude

you want to impart,

dispense with it

like the wind

parting pines.

~~~~~

If it is

all the same

to you, I’ll take

all you have

and then some, too.