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the injustice of night

slithered softly out of reach

to later bargain with the day

lessons it need not otherwise teach

clever consumption of the senses

hails mystery's unapproachable charm

while reason wrought with misgivings

ponders over the possible harm

shadowy unrest bow your sorrowful head

bleed your wrists of wisdom

to dampen this fiery dread

the open veins of virile challenge

rage as their fine tempers sulk

pride shouts her order

walk up right

back stiff

and proud as those voyeurs

called demands rush over to gulk

and for once

lets let them feel damned

for Popeye said it best

I yam what I yam!...............

(April 17, 1995)