no we didnt

discover anything

except a trip

to the heavens

but the heavens

werent made for us

and we cant squeeze

five billion years

of earths choices

into our equations

and we cant compress

the garden into the screen

no arguments there

truthy style

lectured the youth

the ancients told

by going inward

openness will lead

to truth again

as always

the poetry

the human beauty

in the science

light

sculpting my friends

at least to level on a

dead pals birthday

with independence,

a phony sold freedom

to keep the mutterin down

pad on the porch

cooling down

heaven to this monkey

and thank you

for the bellagio bees

expressionistic plants

dripping sunlight afternoon

horace in my lap

I in his castle

singing of the multis

who told thee thou was naked

writepad in flight

first canto for

first marathon

in bath with

two lovers

running with fish

for 24 hours

with video

without quarrel

in year 2

perhaps scores

perhaps a viola mile

as orpheus

with refrain

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