The war rages
in need of more
soldiers. Ages
have past since
I have met myself
on the battlefield
with a rifle or an ax,
with bows and arrows,
club or stone.
Is it suicide
if I die at the hands
of a cellular clone?
Is it murder
if you defend yourself
from the prick you were? Is it
a galactic crime
when they haul you away
one cell at a time?
Richard Rensberry,
author at QuickTurtle Books®
compelling thoughts.
~
i rocked the prick
for years and
years…
until the joy
of rocking
stilled her
convulsions
to coos.
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Hi Meredith, good to have you back. Thanks for the apt and creative response.
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Thanks for the welcome, Richard. It’s nice to be around, too! Meredith
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