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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Points of View


Seen from space, I am invisible.
Seen from within, I am enormous.
Seen from a distance, I am mysterious.
Seen close up, I am flawed.
Seen through other eyes, I am separate.
Seen through my own eyes, I am also separate.
Seen in full, I am not.

1 comment:

  1. Dr. MikeJune 9, 2010 at 8:29 PM

    Duplicity

    The double envies the triple
    Because one of the three
    Will be more than its opposite.

    Stranger than split pea soup,
    A steady diet of barks
    And knots splits roughage.

    Contradiction becomes the new
    Interdiction along the border
    Through raven bifocals.

    The enemy burrows within,
    Deadly nightshade and plums
    To feed that third eye.

    Someone should separate the other
    Before being mistaken
    For the self.

    If only there were some way
    To crawl over the barbed wire
    Of identity and not lie.

    [Disposable Poem June 9, 2010]
    Dr. Mike

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