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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Tulip

I saw a red tulip, a ruby on a green stalk. I saw the mystery, the marvelous transience of life. The dark eons before and those to come. Now we bloom, soon we'll fade. Winters come and go. Endless. Forever and ever.

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I live in a quaint, little town, plagued with the specter of speculation and commerce. I am trailer trash,with wishes for good dishes. I shoulda died long ago, but like a rescue dog, didn't. I am indescribably scattered. I speak three languages. I walk a tenuously, true path. I am lucky. For myself, for others. God, it is said, protects orphans, widows and the innocent.