TWO FORMS OF LIFE
Awe is the salve that will heal your eyes. Rumi
A man with a gray face woke
With a keen thirst wanting after desire.
Stillness is so far on the other side of
The dream he floated in last night.
An old man with a white face
Fell one morning into a
Critical morass.
Now his terrain offers few options.
No matter—within the slide show
Of a shallow life
He complains it is someone’s fault
But his words fall around him.
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Dennis Patrick Slattery
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