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fo(u)rmula

Posted to Action Poetry




who am i
to say
this dog's
too old
to go
on living?
who am i
to decide
when the
end should
come?
who am i
to stop-
clearly i
cannot.
the line
that was
crossed
is invisible
and unyielding
renders me
unbelievably
feeling--
and hey if
it feels good,
by all means,
proceed....