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Sometimes the Past is Now

October 14, 2011

To know me is to not

For you or anyone else

Including me.

The past hangs on a mail hook

Passing time

Til the present sweeps it up and sighs

This is what makes sense

This is what makes me make sense

The cold, hard winters endured,

The constant mobility,

The crappy family ethics

The legacy of intellect over love

The insight feeds my knowing of me

Substance changes truths.

To know the past right here, right now

Keeps me from looking back.

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