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Left behind in this desert of companionship,

yesterday, I did locate some poets on the bosque.

Smoltzy verse about their beloveds and not so.

Bearded Bill chose a Plath recital,which stood out.

While we lunched on hummus I told him I had defected

Good for him there was no scolding or warnings

This is a painful self probing, looks worse than it is.

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Author: biochicklet

Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.

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