A Short Stumble

Automatic writing sending messages
from the spirit world.
The place where once I visited,
only briefly but truly it was truly.
A vision or premonition.
A taste of how I become.
A home for nematodes
and blasted little mites.
Show me the talent you don’t own.
Tell me what exactly do you do.
I pray the end is quick
like it is when the godfather goes:
a short stumble to oblivion.

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