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Without Poetry

Language knows nobody
is attentive, everybody
has their own blog
and dictionary.

Once the tool of science –
to measure worlds, to heal
wounds, and list foods to avoid
before sleep,

Now, cells in our palms are
mirrors of worlds for our eyes only;
reflexion makes reflection
the relic

Of solitude, of silent rooms
once noisy with authored
worlds, and our sole
imaginations.

Dave Read

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