LOSS

If there is a sense of loss, greater than,
that, of distance, from one's child,
I pray I will never know it.
My insides are as if rubbed raw,
scoured with distance's loss.

But the tunnel must be travelled.
Even though, it gets longer, narrower, and darker.
Finally, there will be, no more tunnel to travel.

Tushie   1976


FOR YOUR OWN BENEFIT.
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'But it costs so little!' you plead.
Still, we will not join your docile group!
Not today, or tomorrow, not ever!
We don't want to make your stupid stuffed toys!
They are like dead things, and, can't you
see? so are we.

Tushie   1974
















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