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Once


Please excuse me


I am

Lost in philosophy



Stuck


In science



Confined


By Mathematics



Limited by language



Strangled by subjectivity



Cursed with a muse



Possessed by passions



Pushed forward by time



A maze as a mind



A ghost in a body


A numb little bug



I am a song that was never written



An old soul



With a books full of excuses



And a billion ways to rationalize anything . . .



In the beginning was the word



And the word wasn’t enough



So he sent Jesus



Or so they say . . .



I swear I’m a good man . . .



I swear I was a good man once . . .



Somewhere, back there, maybe in the beginning,



I was a good man once . . .


-CH 4/16/25

 
 
 

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