An Appeal

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Others’ voices
Talking to
Talking at
And never with
The other
Conversations in kind, not in fact

Open windows
I’m forced
I’m compelled
And in good faith
I’m open
Answers to be sought, with courage

The Rest

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There is no sleep due you, no matter the hour -and the work you’ve put in lies in escrow- so, should you decide to denounce the dark, come to the table and smile, you will find what’s waited there for you throughout the time you spent wasting your allegiance to some greyish space you’d grasped while grieving another’s hopelessness projected onto Your skin: renounce your faith in That, now.

Consider Instead

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I want at once to show you

All of what I know of the day 

The real-deal of it, how harsh it can be

How often, if we don’t look close

It presents as something to be endured

Suffered through, something to be wished

Away

This morning seemed that way

Then in a instant, struck me as instead

Commissioned 

So be it, I say 

Notice now the grandeur of it

A delicacy to be treasured or consumed

Have it your way 

Either way, notice the gold

The encrusted shell of jewels

A Fabergé gift it is, to be opened

An outrageous little surprise inside

A sly creature, crowned in your birthstone

Peering out a tiny window 

White it rains diamonds

Inside