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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2115845
finding balance

Driving home after work,
mired in the world's mess
a primal scream frees my chest.
"No, no, no, to you, and you, and you."
Arriving home, I open the door,climb the stairs,
submit to a date with eternity.
I scrub and rinse the copper pot
I have picked to hold my ashes.
"Yes, and yes, and yes".
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