Three I wrote today:

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To make life burn,
You have to throw yourself in.
It will not meet you halfway—you leap
It catches. Only One
Comes knocking on your door at night
And that to say,
Tomorrow leap son
Leap as far and deep as you can see.
I’m here now, and I’ll be
Your landing soon enough!

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Had a dream
I saw a hot air balloon trapped in telephone wires
As I could fly, I went up to help
The kids inside had been drinking and not even noticed
They were stuck in the electrical wires above.
Like tinker bell I slipped between wires
And pushed the balloon free.
The kids didn’t see me, but started applauding the sky
On the way back down I singed my leg on one of the wires.
Still have the scar of helping those kids get untangled.

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“Just get drunk and mow the lawn”
My friend told me. “Makes it more sacred”.
As a kid I mowed lawns for a living
I sill have a method developed then.
It did not involve drinking, but thinking
Of the person I was mowing for
Like a mantra the whole time. I’ll stick with that way for now.