I CAN'T IMAGINE
I can't imagine anything else but this,
and if I 'can', it all comes out some
other way: Leaves that grow from
sockets instead of trees; rivers running
uphill, and under caverns; deer and
animals that can talk.
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It's really too onerous for me to
hold onto. Not creation's way, for
one thing. The Sun, which may
run from left to right (depending
on where one stands), insists
instead on east to west; how to
make sense of that is a test.
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Help me, help me. I don't need
the confusion. My hands are full
and my mind is busy.
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