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4 meditations on the nature of Goodness

March 16, 2006 on 3:56 pm | In poem | 1 Comment

for A

i/ Beauty

When a crazy blue
ladybug lands on a
kneeling aphid and
loves it without sex or roses.

ii/ Love

The spots on a ladybug, revealed
as carbonized hearts, seen to be

relics of reborn saints, who are the eyes
of all who are watching her.

iii/ Truth

Tongueless, silent (not
silenced), unspoken by non-

human animals, such as dung
or
colorful, spotted beetles.

iv/ Evil

Autumn’s end, when the last few
ladybugs stammer onto the sills

to dry, and that’s how there was
goodness in their skeletons that

sit there, in constant atrophy.

Wonderful dresses in dress shops that could make even Miss Havisham choose anew. love Mom

Comment by mstaxatty — May 6, 2006 #

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