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Safety In Beliefs
At times I relent to the reflexes The automatic knowledge of the peripheral nerves Deftly guiding away from pain Innately coded protection, Gifted to all That we don’t allow the conscious to override Our cognition What our atoms knows best Every fiber of flesh protects the soul or should From the ravages of love A smart man once said, “Love will tear us apart” Only fools listen and did not unhear. Another man, though many scoffed at his unorthodox pulpit, once said: “Fear is greater than love, remember that.” I did not heed. Which leads me to my reflexes delicately picking up a fork and looking at your photographic image through its tines. A befitting admonition for your deeds. But a profession on my part that suggests I know your prison. I do not. The shinning silver and tinkling tines as it strikes the floor chimes and ferries my mind back to its own endless inventory, and for a split second I think: And what of the thing in each of us that drives us to madness.
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