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You can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your being
or go crazy when the world goes crazy.
The numbers of us overwhelm, 
an impending tsunami, 
my hopeful eulogy about our responsibilities to each other, 
2 jobs 2 hobbies, 
the biomass in the crosswalks, 
fears that rend and own us, 
the Muslim-Judeo-Christian condition.
Your soul is immortal, 
it exists outside of politics and poker. Just kidding. 
Forgotten, forgiven and foregone.
A man’s ego needs no encouragement.
“I’m gonna be huge when I’m dead,” John said 
last time we spoke.

Life is fine!
tough
the reward for our colossal imperfections
a back and forth game
the rivers and selfies of an empire
daily low intensity warfare
Good
a gift
not a curse
new, so let go
a veil, thin if one doesn’t believe in mystery
like all things that are forever changing but always remain the same
thriving after five nights of steady rain
enjoying the passage of time
or will be good
but a dream
okey doke, short, a lazy-eyed tiger
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