Originally penned by the poet at the age of fifteen

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Recorded Reading (1:07): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/t8s99pdaic7utg07stjx5/there-are-those-i-suppose.mp3?rlkey=lpk3arldow66cz8hei3py1u9u&dl=0

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there are those, i suppose

there are those…

… i suppose
who think nothing of a rose

they do not wonder
looking under
to find grass between their toes

to such as these
the spreading trees
are whispering in vain

they regard the sprinkling rain
with nothing but posterior pain

the sparkling skies
lift not such eyes
the daily sunrise lacks surprise!

i suspect
with regret
that a lot of folks i’ve met

have already died
inside
but from mortal planes were never sent

to whom the world is still cement
and unresponsive stone

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Homeless until removal of the stalker/targeter/vandal/arsonist following her allows her to approach any landlord ~ even for a private parking space ~ this poet presently lives under perpetual threat of towing with all possessions should her 23-year-old van stop running for any reason.

She is badly in need of a modest reserve with which to field any emergency which might occur.

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