from this week June, 2013 (I was 68)
In this time of electronic takeover
my sense of reality is
reduced
to non-human nature
The prevalent electronic
self-construct
of manipulated image
to intentionally create
false impression
reinforces my ingrained
mistrust
Nobody believes the
advertised message
Often its opposite is more
truthful
It is a distasteful reality
of social identity
Without an imposing
mega-nature
I might get caught up in
dialog
of what we have
electronically become
The universe has ultimate
implications
Other planets come out of
hiding
but I exist on this one and
it is breathing
in the woods at the lake on
the hill
down in the valley near the
river
at the sea on the island
hiking the volcano
that always convinces me to
acknowledge
an identity that defines
itself here
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