I’m Tired

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The Finger

So often used in accusation

Continually sharpened

To needle out the details

Now like a pencil in June

Too short and too dull

With the paint chewed off

Unable to make a point

Not wanting to make a point

Finished making points

Any intellectual profit

In the trash

With the shavings

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Mute Thoughts

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Man could wrap his arms around creation

If he bothered to maintain a line

Back to the beginning

Though, in fact,

Our arms are shorter

Than our legs

Since most can’t remember

The ground they touched today

If anyone touched ground at all

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