MARY
Normal light marks another
way : How strange is that?
My treadmill here marks a
higher day, and how strange
then is that? All these thoughts
accumulate, as well, and I am
left with the circumstance of
a life. I wouldn't have it any
other way.
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Man first leaves the cave to
seek reflections on the water,
and to realize those reflections
as another form of living. Mary,
Mary, please bring me the coffee,
this is getting intense.
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Homo Faber? Man the Maker?
Magister Ludi? Master of the Game,
the Glass-Bead Game? Everywhere
I turn, again, there are words of all
that has been, already in place. I
think we make the world as we
write the world.
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This landing has a yellow-gold tint.
This landing has a yellow-gold tint.
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