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Common Threads

Collective self-consciousness,
the well where I draw
old voices and struggles
lie deep in its craw
What's shared but unstated,
reflexively pawned
to borrow ungiven
the right to what's wrong
Collective self-consciousness,
polarity's friend
unspoken meridian
between fact and pretend
To wait in the memory
of what's yet to come
released by the moment
-humanity won

(The New Room: February, 2022)


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