We Sleuth

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Whether ink or lead
Or in aerosoled hue
I own thee, my friend
Placed my mark upon you

It’s your fault, inspirer
You’ve caused my daydream
Your borderless pages
From which you Love-scream

Never stop speaking
Such fanciful truth
I fight with you, write with you
Together we sleuth

(Original Thought Credit:
“Books make excellent companions.”
-James Howe)

Out of Love

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How the night knew to sing my suspicions
I suspect I know
From below, it was asked
From above, it was allowed
Relevant, He knows, out of love

While on the witness stand I writhed
Wishing mercy meted out
The prosecution testified
Every truth that I’d denied
Each and every day, out of love

Played at the speed of metal melting
Your aside and afterthought
Your wailing wall
Your laugh out loud was I
And I…out of luck, out of love

I saw evidence
You wanted more
You were displeased
And were furthermore
Undeniably, out of love

With every aching possible
I awoke
I thanked the judge and jury
Arose and walked out free
Out of love

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Labyrinth, Alice’s Garden;
Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Ode to Socrates

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I knew nothing before you
Not a worthwhile thing
When to climb to heights
Why all feels imprecise
Where I ought to look
To sometimes not think twice

I knew nothing before you
Nothing that meant a fig
How I have it all
Why I love baseball
Not even my name
To rise again, post-fall

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