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An Abstract

Mike Amado

The functional units of the renal organ
Exploded in a death-like rot.I lit the wick.
I held my breath, unraveling afghans in honor
Of the new life promised by Doctor Death . . .
Doctor,blow it out.
Is dis-ease that important
That I should auger bit my brain with fear
And “live” scarred to prove your point?

Too many wrecking balls
Clog the world with bombardment;
Business as usual:tearing down,
Never loyal to the macro,
Disobeying the micro -
Tangled flies amid death-web.
Holding back is auto-attack.

Gun goes off . . .
Off come the gloves,
I found my inner carpenter
And commissioned restoration -
Making the solution out of
Breaking the problem.
Vicious vistas of human viscousness
Are not what I see in wall-cracks . . .
Green valley floor expanding;
Extemporaneous flowering of
Yellow-like poppies,
Orange-like yellows,watered by pipes
Piping blood, pumping rain and White Light that
Foil the abnormal into fertile soil.
Serving the macro, obeying the micro -
An instrument trained like peripheral eye . . .
I
Stain,
Engage,
Release.

I’m here for my work;
My life’s music . . . it’s no Opera.
Does it matter not a Sonata?
Not an opus, but adhesions of a moment?
In three chords,the rebels’ trinity,
A momentary collapse of reason.

Is one dis-ease more important
than another if both deliver poems
In death-throes?
No reason
Existsto say
That symptoms exist
More than I.

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