Ode

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An arboreal beauty I won’t besmirch:
the pale, clean lines of the paper birch.
Yellow leaves waving over river yonder
and white paper skin leaves me ponder:
Gleaming queen of the silver stream,
Birch,

Thou art
lovely, and so temperate.

America:

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So go out today,
collect your little novelty
stickers that show you spent time
in a cardboard box
with nothing
but your imagination
to guide you,
and do it twice
as hard for me.

Whatever happens,
I’m blaming it on you.

name of the nameless

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Do not allude to
illusion
yet come to the never ending
conclusion
that you are one with the all and burst forth from your
seclusion.

Claim yourself in the name of the nameless
infinite creation which caresses our every thought.
May peace
always, eternally, in every moment,
every scale
that exists shall hear my words,
my meaning,
my message

Tear me into shreds because
my true self is ever-lasting
and I would gladly live a trillion lives
before allowing myself to forget this message

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