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Thursday, December 22, 2016

SNAKE






memories now like
half-eaten corn on the cob
too many blanks

the fancy terms
amnesia,dementia
treatments and stages
causes and refuges

this refuses to be
classified
just like me

not fond of naming
or defining
a free flowing drop
of love

I can hear the carols
from years ago
or witness 
the conversation
between Sartre and Simone
about life

"we have liabilities"
and bodies
and souls

that vast barren expanse
that hangs
unalive,undead
unloved

spotlights
kill sparks in the eyes
like a game of "snake"
Time eats its tail

lets see
if I will
forget you 
or forget myself.


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