Presumptions

add or subtract
from senses five
or rotate gender

putting it mildly
we'll be perturbed

force of gravity
should it be fickle
or sunlight dims

putting it mildly
we'll be perturbed

enslaved by desire 
in grooves of habit
stance stuporous

why then aren't we
perturbed

31-October-2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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October 31, 2022 at 10:58 AM
I loved your poem, Seeker. Your imagery coupled with your wonderful diction shed a beautiful and stunning layer on your writing. Blessing dear friend
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October 31, 2022 at 5:32 PM
Thanks Sotto ~ an urge to exit our deep rooted conditioning brought this one up
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October 31, 2022 at 8:05 AM
Exactly--why aren't we? As you point out--"in grooves of habit." Very thought-provoking poem, Seeker!
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October 31, 2022 at 9:18 AM
Thank you Ann.
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