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Perspective
I
wish I was
An
astronaut.
I
could gesture
Magnanimously
At
the whole world
From
1000 miles
Away,
& never worry
With
all the universe
Behind
me,
&
only planet earth
Floating
before me
I'd
never worry
That
we might drift apart
Stranded On A Cloud
A dusty statue
Of the Buddha,
Lone occupant
Of a storage unit.
Stubborn doves
Scratch in snow
Beneath
An empty feeder.
Nowhere to land
A yellow glider;
Aerial obstacles:
Flags, wires, lines.
I dwell
On my lost anchor,
Lost overboard
By my lost son.
Dust
Obnoxious cosmetics
Drip from the face
Of the Statue of Liberty.
Diamonds gleam
From the President's teeth.
Old dogs argue
Over the skulls
Of rock stars & senators.
A battalion of metal roaches
Dances around a captured flag.
In the middle
Of the moonless night
Old men remember the Third Reich.
Alarms ring in gladiolas,
Cueballing yet another Spring.
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