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staging, Open Range

(x = space)

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first poem led to the second

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staging

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orange-pink

next to the tree

in the distance

deep blue sky

mostly

with the morning star

small and white

looking far-off

nova-like

in the waveless sea

predawn

it’s dawning now

only started

when I looked through

the blinds

hearing nearly nothing

on the street

in the tree

the usual outside

the window

absent

muffled

however everything prepares

so early

for the normal noise to come

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Open Range

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God

I wondered

If you ever might

Be surprised

Like us

Because you are in part

Like us

I mean

It goes that way as well

Made in your image

Aren’t we then

Like you

And if it’s on the inside

Then emotions

And sensations

Might be attributed

To you

Pleasure

Perhaps

And passion

Love

Even the fragile feeling

And do you feel sad

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We say you’re angry

(it’s in

our books)

It was the impetus that

Forbearance

Allowed enough

The ark

With some people on it

To survive

The keel-less journey

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Some say Gilgamesh

As well

While some and others

See and hear

Your anger in extremities

Of nature

(outside nature)

In the storms

Lightning fires

And eruptions

Even in

Quakes

That certify your condemnation

Or our use of land

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Or that you stretch

Because you do

Your might because it is

Inside the

Cosmos

And must have its say

In addition to

The munificence of creation

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So if

Everything’s available

Every aspect

Then you might mourn

And be taken

Unaware

Be satisfied

And disappointed

Have a plan

And have it moved

Knowing both parts

Are approved

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And there’s the qualifier

Maybe

Whatever happens

Happens

In your sight

And your hearing

The smell

The touch

The taste

Of your omniscience

So that

Fragility is held by strength

Options are

More or less contained

And unaware

Might be for fun

Except for earnestness

Part of the plan

Somehow

You feel it

And you know it

Then move on

So you could say

With justice

That you knew it all along

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