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MEANDERTHAL MAN

 

Crisscrossing checkered emotions

   are slopping about

in leftover dream thoughts from the past

 

Poetry is born of a gumbo

   of thought process

      emoting

into a metamorphacized product

that left untampered

      might even

be construed as art.

 

That could be a disaster

   to think I’m a poet

      but

vanity is humanity

   so I’ll indulge

in these subtle pleasures.

 

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Gumbo

I was writing about gumbo the other day. Good image. "left untampered" hit home. I'v been tampering since May :D slc


 

 

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Hope you made some, too. 

Hope you made some, too.  That's just good eating.