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I do not have faith,
I know….

Between bed and
sheets teases a question

Why do I exist

a distraction from
the moment of pleasurable….
fulfillment

It sits….

A 105 minutes,
a walk
to
work,
the next to
me angry
impatient
in their
moment

No doubt
a part of
comedy,
everyone plays
part

But why are
so many pages
missing?

In mixed
translation,
all one can hear
Are the sounds of horns,
rubbish plastic bags
blows
and my turns
pedestrian white.

It sits, “God exists, but why is
everybody wrong?”

“A work in progress….”

 

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I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents,“Conflicts”.

Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.

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