oddly warm
desert winter
still air fills with
brown haze as new
year begins the roll of
days toward whatever
inevitability awaits us all
there are those who feel called
by god or other assorted voices in
their heads to lead us on the righteous
path while asylums are filled with ones
possessed with as much clarity and far more
righteousness and compassion and love
in the fight for simple dignity in a
world and time when dignity
goes to those who can
buy it and can't grasp
the worthlessness
of things...
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