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Time
Pushing through the air,
Like Saran Wrap, it clings
To my tongue.
Gripping the hands on the clock
With the edges of my mind.
Rolling my body out
Onto the edge of an abyss.
Looking down, my reflection
Is captured, and swallowed whole.
Swinging back and forth,
Sitting on a pendulum.
Counting the echoing ticks
Of the grandfather clock.
When will I be free
From slavery to time?
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A Long Trip
Glance France from a distance.
Hop a plane and jet on over.
Lost the luggage, but will slumber.
What we need is in our keep.
Won’t worry about a thing.
Make the best of the rest.
Relax and enjoy the zest.
Sights to see and then some.
Don’t have this where we come from!
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Reflection #1
Sitting, thinking
Reflecting on my day.
Saw a face I knew
In an unexpected place.
Feeling better
Than I have in a while.
Combatting drowsiness
In the morning.
Doctor lowered my dose.
Hopefully I will sleep okay.
We’ll see.
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A Beginning
Glide on my back, above the city.
Turn a corner, feet first.
Steam rises from the underground.
It begins to drizzle.
Pass through a mist,
At the entrance to the train station.
Closet caterpillars squirm on a leaf.
Butterflies emerge from cocoons.
Crickets chirp in the dark.
The sun begins to rise,
And birds sing a welcome song.
Another day begins.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 