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the film “Contagion”.
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Acting Weird: Revolutionary Poetry
You’ve not see me:
Ill.
In pain.
Exhausted.
Weak.
Freezing.
Nervous.
Sleep deprived.
Delirious.
Confused.
Lonely.
Afraid.
Alone.
Scared.
For you I’ve always been:
Happy.
Healthy.
Energetic.
Strong.
Comfortable.
In control.
Confident.
Lucid.
Of course I’m acting weird.
I’m standing here
On an unknown stage,
Reading unfamiliar lines,
With no props,
And with emptiness
All around,
In a solo show.
You can get a refund
On your ticket,
And they can bring
The curtain down.
Albion Alpine Autumn: Revolutionary Email Sonnet
Like a woman reading
In her soft, quilted bed,
With warm, golden lamp light
Glowing ’round her head,
So do fall’s fading flowers
Of Albion’s alpine meadows shine
As they show off late beauty
At sunset, one last time.
For soon a warm blanket,
Soft, deep and white,
Will form a safe coverlet
And protect them both at night.
Then, the brightness of morning and spring
Will amaze the eyes with the beauty waking brings.