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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It started the 8th of June moving away from too familiar into too alien, finding no sane oasis between. Vibrant greens relentlessly fade to wilting monoculturing drought. Brown patches emerge with dulled loss of inspiration of what might have been a family an ecological home a contenting pasture for aging bones, hinky synapses flaring thorny tornadoes of over-heating defeat. Boxes realign themselves incomprehensibly hiding any heathy value in their move from what could have been here if not left there where fading memories survive my loss of regenerate presence. Bags batter bursting malignant neglect. Chairs no longer fit for seating hot self-abusive tempers of displaced despair, dismay, dissonance. Dust defecates deafening destiny. A house that should be homeless grows incipiently grateful for our habitual care; downsizes redemptive purgation into shrinking simplicity of violence to invisible, yet screaming silent strangling sensory strings still slipping sparkling vents glaring glacially through stagnant July. Then, early August morning spills thick black. Tall elder treetops sway above, straining radical rooting systems below with hope yet fear of cathartic free-flight wildness, drama of release from double-bondage ambivalence from petulant radiant hot July. Lightning rolls in thunderous waving walls competing back against falling drops of grace. Transition storms through purging soul stuck in discontenting worthless purgatory in space without place house without home quasi-faith without hope place with cavernous time yin mindful without yang passion. Earth and Sky roar co-arising dark wet flashy passion. Wild yeast superlatively shredding domesticated designing culture's skin, bleaching dark co-passions through dry-cracked exegeting crevices. "Abatement is not removal!" Political abatement is not ecological removal wild Wicked cackles demented co-investing delight. "If great transitions were regenetic then messianic nomads would rule our universalities, pilgrims would landscape Promised Land RealTime Estates with co-arising ego/eco-karmic confidence." The storm abates, drought removed. Thunder claps and sighs farewell. Brief time now to soar as evening's rainbow before fair decomposing haze horizon rolls over light's last disarraying gasp. As night promises peace, Thunder cracks and shakes one last remembering. Yin's serenity is not always Yang's sanity. Promise smiles integral syncopathic teardrops on this hot tin roof.
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