There is a humbling reality

while we try to understand

how our own brevity

can impact our command

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Last night I dropped acid

on textbooks in minutia

my anger erupted an acrid

forced freedom in Ischia

~

We can so easily fall away

the choices will fuel martyrdom

I remember that one day,

I felt the earth in my kingdom.

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but it slipped away as any

ego driven desire will go

I’d forgotten my way many

days before I’d begun to know.

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Perhaps I’ll settle in the knowledge

We can bring them in off the ledge.