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Saturday, February 25, 2017


Wiping on war paint
Made by Maybelline
Click close the armor
Calvin Klein and Donna Karen
We raise our children
To make war
Who buys the best diapers?
Who walks first?
Can your baby read?
The wages of war
Humanities own battle
We fight each other
Then wonder why
We have no peace
We must know peace
To have peace
Allies become enemies
As night becomes day
Life is to nature
Nature must fight
We must stop war
To stop fighting each other

Monday, February 6, 2017


Somehow you still suprise me
After all these years in my head,
In my heart
In my soul
So much we can
Still teach
Still learn from one another
(I'm listening, love...)
Even though we may appear
Similar to the world outside
We approach the world in different ways
(Tell me, Teach me, love)
We look at a problem
From opposite corners, I guess.
I'm the one who wants
To take it apart
To see how it's made
To know how it works
So it can be put together
In the right way,
The first time
Without problems
(I can see that, dear)
If I may be so bold
And to comment on you
You are a builder
(Go ahead, love, what do I build?)
You build on the foundation that exists
And if that foundation is flawed,
You gently fix it which is the opposite
Of my policy of tear down and rebuild
(I see what you mean)
But the system is redundant
That is good
It covers any flaws
Catches the slips
Together the two are powerfully
As partners
As lovers
As Friends
Bound together for the greater good
(My word is my bond. Never doubt that)
When you begin to share stress gestures,
Then there is no tighter bond
(True. I'm surprised some of ours haven't caught up to us in upkeep.)