Poetry

Care

Where do you care, to share, to stare, to glare , to bare, as naked as a flake.

Or do you deceive with ease like a sneeze in a breeze that leaves the dis-ease to appease.

Or wonder and roar at the bore of the whore

Or the lotus of light that just shines bright

From the murky waters emerge to be seen to appear to beautify to clear.

 

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25 July 2022