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Stardust

The

Ides

Of

Long

Red

Hair

March

In

My

Mind

To

Nowhere,

Smiling

Emptiness,

Reflecting

Nothingness,

Eventually

Marching

Out

My

Life

Expecting

The

Train

Is

On Time,

And

The

Schedule

Never

Changes,

As

I

look

At

the

Clock

Doubting,

Doubting,

Until

It

Arrives

And

I

Board,

Just

Like

Every

Other day

Hand Me A Kalashnikov

Motorcycles

and

Pistols

Share

Space,

a

Moving

Offer;

While

the

Other

Moves

in

Peace

as

Police

patrol

his

Space

Sweet Brevity

Sitting

in

the

Back

of

a

Taxi

the

World

never

Seemed

more

Clear;

Faces,

Trees,

Traffic,

buildings,

Alive;

Sitting

in

the

Back

of

the

Taxi,

I

Live

 

Muted Response

The

Chest

Contracts

as

The

Heart

Pumps

Life

To

Young,

Weak

Limbs

Tingling

with

Unknown

LIfeblood,

Broken,

And

Alive,

Reaching

the

Next

Destination,

Living

Circles of Life

White

Gloves

Gesture,

and

Batons

Dance

In

the Wind,

with

Green

Eyes

Shut,

Closed

Forcefully;

Seeing

Red

through

Dense

Smoke,

Broken,

Looking

Out

Over

the Abyss

Until

The

Door

Opens

Road Map

Winds

Swirl

Through

The

Woods

Touching

All

Differently

On

Paths

To

Their

Destinations,

Arriving

Alone,

Together;

I

Choose

Together

On

The

Porch

Big Foot

Big Feet

Big Hands

Big Head

Big Mouth

Sweeps

The

Area,

Stepping

Stomping

Pushing

Aside

With

Big Words

And

Sly Deeds

Extinguishing

Light

Empty Rocking Chair

Climbing
Mountain
Peaks
Together
To
Touch
The
Heavens,
Grasps
Weaken
As
One
Pulls
Through
The
Valley’s
Clouds
Leaving
The
Other
Finding
The
Chair
Empty

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Groaning

the

Other

enters

a

Sphere

uncharted

in

Darkness

looking

finding

looking

finding

Groaning

grasping

finding