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April 26, 2023_2 poems

by William Mollohan



child

the child in my soul

wants to cry

question cry argue fight


stories untold

I love you absent

warm toast dry


solid foundation salt-less

shackled spice cabinet

leash-less blank-page-manual


the child in my mental scrapbook

still rides

that bicycle without


friction restriction

restraint cares

hugs caresses


wanting wanted

while avoiding

inside or out there


were picnics black and white

fill the colors empty

crayon box


mannequins shadow puppets

silhouettes mimes ghosts


the child in my heart

un-met

echoes unheard


vibrates un-used

in a vacuum tube

seventeen-year-old cicada


in a Straight jacket


 

Ron,


greetings from

a fellow Illini

class of 1981


out of date

by just one

millenium milenium milinium millenia


er, millennium

thank-you dear

wiktionary


ADVICE was picked

randomly

by Kenneyth Baker


our Meetup host

of an almost

double digit not jointed


though some may be

tokin' attendees crowding

each Tuesday 7:30pm PDT


a room temperature

welcome is hereby

extended to you


midwesternly and

globally


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