WE ARE ONLY HUMAN

I read a poem by Mary Jo Bang, and my spirit is lifted, my breathe is sweeter, and I love to live my life once again.

Here is one of my favorites:
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WE ARE ONLY HUMAN

Nighttime amnesia.
The dream becoming
Cartoonish and mint-sequined.

A caboose climbing an emerald hill.
Daily we tend the garden.
Daily we weave

Our lashes like little flags
In a cordial wind. I? Who isn't
Ever I in a circular now.

The toothbrush is ready.
The mouth comes to meet it.
Life begins and goes on.

The fall is always waiting.
We're the alwasys drifting above.

by Mary Jo Bang

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