I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Disgrace
Harbingers of flame, twitches
At the ankles like a winged
Mercury, blush
As elegantly attired radicals
Leer across the dinner.
While you dance, desperate
For affection among those
Insufferably full of
Themselves who enjoy
Belittling and demeaning
Whoever will not polish
The glory of their Achilles heels.
[Disposable Poem November 7, 2012]
Dr. Mike
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