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Gary Hunter

Woe to the Why to the Me - March 13, 2021

I have always been driven to understand life

not to shovel or excavate but strip mine it

with questions like why do affairs of the heart

come and go and how slippery it is living in the now

and if books really help with that why does every dawn

fail in its promise of a giggling arms out head back

carefree tomorrow


and who are those that enter my dreams

those other lifetimes that seem to know me

and poke holes in the roof of my soul

and wait to see how I’ll handle

the next big downpour

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