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A Poem by Vol
My clay was pure and smooth,
wet and soft, ready for the
wheel,
ready for kneading with me
inside
like a six-pack plastic yoke
trapped..
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A Poem by Vol
I am a marbled
piece of meat,red as blood.Meat that walks,meat that talks,meat that stinks,meat that bathes,meat that sleeps,I am tired meat,lunch f..
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A Poem by Vol
"Reality
Doesn’t Exist Until We Measure It,
Quantum
Experiment Confirms,” or so they’d
have
us believe. Measure withwhat"I&..
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A Poem by Vol
Just had a peek intothe Total Perspective Vortex,a 3D flight
throughFIVE THOUSAND GALAXIES!Where is Zaphodwhen I need him?Anybody got therecipe for..
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A Poem by Vol
When I was a poet
and hung with others
more or less like
me,
we’d read out loud
to small audiences
cornered just off
Broadway in the
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A Poem by Vol
The
winter solstice
Sneaked
in last night.
This
morning
I
look down the hill and across
The
road at a verdant pasture
That
rolls..
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A Poem by Vol
I don’t want to draw attention
to the physical affliction I know
is the completion of your life.
The way you pleasure a mirror
..
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A Poem by Vol
I remember physics 101
for
dummies. The professor said
“At
two million miles per hour,
it
would take two thousand years
to
get from ea..
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A Poem by Vol
Listen to that band
clatter bluegrass on the porch
like crazy daises.
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A Poem by Vol
Neurons, axons, winter trees,
and the river delta reach for
this moment inside, where my
blood boils and subsides like
steady breathing...
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