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devours the mornings thin glint
shinning like a pin

as a pain
that mourns the moult
when useless wings
on angels float
and pensive post
the tactile visions
guarded float

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an angel, is just fine as long as we remember that they are people too.
~ Gee

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This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

our sisters and brothers mingling

yes they are indeed people geezer
I probably have met a few in my travels

I remember the Catholic Church I helped
clean once...the plaster statues in the upper
level with their wings..their life like mannerisms
Like store selling mannequins
..Like decoys to draw a likeness a life near
and dear..Such is the devotion...

Am walking now talking and meeting and greeting
the Hemmingway people the Stienbeck people
life in its rawness its fault
like an occultation

thank you...

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For this explanation of your imagery

I decided to read about the poets...biography or autobiography
it shed a whole new world to the framework of the finished and
published works and in some cases the published works post

explanations are such
but Indeed they are nice to have
manuals of the mind sometimes

Thank You!

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