spirit creek

while i wouldn't recommend the path that unfolded after you labelled me, i have to admit its embrace was remarkable

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the mind is playing whack-a-mole with the exact turn of phrase;
elitist? zealot? moron? ideologue?

it's ghosting me - an independent heartbeat just below the preverbal; bouncing between Left and Right, never quite showing its face, just footprinting intent as it steps over choice and bends the larynx to its will

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let's both forgive the argument that is now unfolding;
simply watch as Spirt flays the rhetoric and fallacies from the substance
and drops us on either side of a creek
where we can dip our feet in,
make I contact
and be a part of the Divide instead of being separated by it.