
Answers
Somewhere
between the
rock & the
hard place
lie the
answers.

Somewhere
between the
rock & the
hard place
lie the
answers.
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When I was a
young soldier
in the Netherlands
I drank free beer
in the Amsterdam
Heineken’s Brewery
reception hall
after the tour
had ended &
three tours later
I was still there &
got asked to leave.
I wandered along
the canals until
I was far from
the heart of the city
& then sat
on a park bench
until sunrise.
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I’m not a
pogo stick.
I’m not a
high-dive
dandy in
skin-tight
trunks.
I’m not a
Pentecostal
convert with
his eyes
rolled back,
looking for
God inside
a snake.
I’m a
child of
gravity.Gravity doesn’t
suck you
up it
slams you down.
You don’t
plummet when
you jump
off a
bridge the
ground
rushes up
to
meet you.
Gravity is
God’s glue.
Take this
as gospel
& go
out &
change
the world.
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I drove
36 miles
to the V.A.
clinic in
fog on
icy roads
to let them
draw blood.
On the way
back out
the door
an old
woman on a
folding chair
offered me
stale fig newtons
& a
6 oz. paper
cup of
tepid coffee.

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In the
flower bed,
green cotyledons
are ramming
their way
up thru
last year’s
brown leaves.
The blind
dog sniffs
them out
one by one
& inhales
their color,
her tail
wagging gently.
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That’s
when you
cut yourself
ear to
ear while
shaving.
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