Tag: Spoken Word
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Are We There Yet?
Bracing. Heart racing. Memory tracing Forever facing leaning In every direction at once Quantum, I laugh at you quantum To you it’s all quanta, But if you wanna Know my strong opinion your hedging when you’re keening Fear careening courseward leaning forward And I haven’t even left my chair.
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Wherein He Gets Out Of His Own Head
And as long as I can create something in the face of madness, I feel that I am. Things fly apart… the center cannot hold. In the personal and the global, it can feel like slouching toward oblivion. But where trauma once triggered fight or flight, I’ve found a new tool. I’ve learned to create.…