Science…
bastard child
of philosophy
and reason
formulaic delinquent
of an answer
in flux
Serving itself
as it shuns
its true
master
bowing down
to its
tenets
the truth
—undiscussed
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: April, 2021)
The Storm God Wakens
Clouds encircle
sage colored dreams,
ice crystals block the sky
Today in shadows,
yesterday’s warning,
memories start to cry
The stratus thickens,
impending doom,
prophesy to remind
Aeolus has woken,
his rain of tears
—ablution most unkind
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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Author:
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