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Date Posted: 15:32:37 05/13/03 Tue
Author: AGS
Author Host/IP: dialup-67.75.112.146.Dial1.Stamford1.Level3.net / 67.75.112.146
Subject: Tiny Earth

I think
and weep

such prize as heaven
need be offered
at all
for any obedience

that I should be
lured as a trout whom
nibble fresh
dug
worms

Then lowered
to such inert nor
fragrant
cool
waters

As for me
I need
nor need

the tastes of
reward
of all that exist
just to exert
upon all
just whom
I am

As if some mule or
donkey
whom will not walk
less
he be grabbed
and a carrot
be slid
straight
to his mouth

Am I
the likes
of that ?

As I walk the floors
and skies of heaven
and see the sun
setting
in some distance that is not
recognized I think I must
be
and the truth suddenly
trickles lips
that I am
no better

needing the sugar
or else I would
not walk

I needed a joy
that would reach into forever
else I would not
stay
the course
in all my duties
lamented
here
on earth

But in the weeds
of heaven
the truth is so blunt
without the reed on my back
sweet sugar
to
my lips
I would never ever
had known
the door
that held Purgetory

so was kept
and walked
in check

But here
overlooking the thrones
so much clouds
and gold
and clean
the truth arises
as glimmer:

a fountain so pure
I am brute beast
and none deserving

This coral well hewn -
It keeps me now

from falling
and I am known
now as beast

and that speck that fades
so
easily

and far away
is where I come from
tiny Earth

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