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Fixing stuff, myself included…


Something to Cry About

Brilliant stars,

Van Gogh as whirling dervish,

trying to avoid black holes.

Careening through the barriers,

knowing no limits.

Only then did I see you, and you saw me.

Now I need a GPS to locate myself.

Off center,

off course,

please identify yourself.

We are tracking your position

and regret to inform you;

without the proper parameters in place,

we will no longer be able to support

your misappropriation of fun.

Please be advised: you are entirely on your own.

This is protected airspace!

But, I didn’t even inhale.

Particles of our air were found in your…

Inspection of your bags revealed:

Twelve rumors roasting

Eleven debts outstanding

Ten tongues a wagging

Nine ladies crying

Eight affairs illicit

Seven sexual hangups

Six goofy sayings

Five frazzled nerves

Four buried memories

Three explosive issues

Two bones of contention

And one sordid past.

“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”

–Oscar Wild

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