When I listen only to myself,
when I look only at myself,
when I care only about myself,
my world shrinks until
I'm the only one in it.
On the other hand,
I'm a member of
a communal species.
I can't survive without others.
When I discover this,
I start listening to others,
I start looking at others,
I start caring about others,
and my world becomes whole again.
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Self is the least of it.
Two singed palms, their arteries
Hard, crawl to my door.
[Disposable Haiku December 2, 2015]
Dr. Mike
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