We love hell --
as long as it's
someone else's.
When it's ours,
we start looking
for someone else
to take our place.
If no one volunteers,
we pick someone.
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- 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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In Memoriam Phil Woods
The whisks whiten brooms
Wistful as a porcupine
Or old man with sax.
[Disposable Haiku October 2, 2015]
Dr. Mile
Numbnuts
There is no safety at home.
Bullets go straight through walls,
not to mention the drones.
There is no safety at school.
Chalk it up to i-phones and chat rooms
and disrespect for authority.
There is no safety at church.
Race matters even in mosques.
For prayer, hands cup blood.
You know everything I can say.
Community has split wide open.
Polarization is the work of the devil.
[Disposable Poem October 1, 2015]
Dr. Mike
Dr. Mike:
Thanks for this. You're right. Polarization is devil's work.
H. K.
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