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The Curious Coxswain

The death of ego
With its many faces
 that seek to limit and define

Awaken from a self imposed slumber
Listening to the hushed sounds
Of the authentic voice of mine

Your observation a moot point
as seen through those
Green filtered cataracted eyes

We are in this boat
together love
It should come as no surprise

August quickly approaches
A month I've long held dear
Illuminating the possible or delight the improbable

Perhaps because it's the eighth month
Infinity on alert opened ended
Alas not for the indocible

A month of miracles

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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