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Out of Sight Out of My Mind

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The Annual Christmas Party brings

on the fond memories of fellowship.

If you can be a mover and a shaker

in such places, I was one of the winners!

Yesterday an IM to my protégé

asking him to give a hug in my stead.

Don’t even need an obituary on this one

she was manic, paranoid self destructive

Queen. All those sad poems about death

just don’t sound right for the self inflicted.

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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