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Thought 13dec2019

life is a frightful entity,
stupid, crude, and cruel.
It can not be helped.
Albeit,
we are responsible,
and must hold ourselves accountable.

It has been written
and preached
when one is born,
and immediately is guilty.
How can that be?
Is being innocent, a crime?
What is the crime, really?
I have a wild impulse to smash something.
to completely let loose
with a baseball bat.
but where?

2019, New Poems: workings and beginnings., notes, thoughts

the center of the hurricane

In life
things whirl about you.
the very ground we walk and stand upon
spins;
and, the earth in itself
orbits the sun.
and all that spins.
within
the universe.

As a child,
I’d spin
and spin and spin
and spin
and frail about
crashing into things
and in that strange state of vertigo,
I was the center of a hurricane.
I was standing still
and everything else was spinning.

every wheel has a center
unmoving
the center of our galaxy is the sun.
Where is the center of the universe?
Is that where we will find god?