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No snap-on smarts, push-button truths. Wisdom’s earned
By being fired, dumped, manipulated, burned,
Evicted, undermined, backstabbed, spurned.
You lose your keys, your wife, your job, your mind,
Your savings, friends, house, hair, couch, car, behind,

But not your notebooks from the attic,
Black ball-point pens which zing fanatic
And zealot. Nothing automatic
And all authentic, you are sometimes wrong
And foolish–and all the wiser in your song.

Posted 03/14/15
from Sky Above the Temple (Rose Alley Press, 2012)
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