Best Hypostatically Poems

New England's late May sun was long up,
and yet her laundry began to unfold
and clip onto the droopy clothesline,
while yet to warm into 8 AM.

She wore a light spring jacket
and need not think long
about why and how much of water
she consumed each day
each month 
each...

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If your life's vocation
were to plan,
design,
and co-govern
an extended healthy family
through cooperative ecopolitical incorporation,
what would your cooperative do?

Where does my cooperative live?
In the White House,
the Governor's Mansion,
the homeless shelter,
or right here in Business As Usual?

It doesn't matter,
or it does,
but my answer would not change
regardless of health-intending...

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Easy to get stuck 
inside my head 
outside Earth's neglected 
aching hearts

Breathing in and out togather
fumes of historically fueled
graphite sheeted walls
too all-encumbering to smell
as monoculture's indoor trauma

Failure to wonder
nuanced appositional
wandering outdoor non-positions,
dipolar bipartisanships
passing in transitioning 
starlight nights

Looking for mediating
median win/win dispositions
still felt alone inside
too all-embracing
competitive...

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"God punishes us for what we can't imagine."
          Stephen King

What we can't imagine
is what we won't imagine
for lack of polypathic priority,
for too much fullness of rotting exegetical Promise.

What I won't imagine
becomes what I would never choose...

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