Time, joy, and other myths

I threw out my squishy heart

and sucked in all the toxic developments,

exhaling into a blood-red sky.

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I don’t see much beyond my toes,

but I know there’s more out there

than common genes and mislaid dreams.

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The wise woman in the muumuu at Wal Mart

was right: days are long, years are short,

and we pass down suffering like fine china.

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