thinking about whether I flossed last night.
I can't tell you what I'm really thinking.
But it's whispering.
(I tell spirit in the stone-people's lodge, I
sweat out truths that are so far beyond
anything I can put to words.
Sometimes sweat speaks louder than words.)
I wish I trusted my instincts!
Damn this
buzzing in my head. Can't
think clearly. Want a revolution.
You too?
(My toast wants a revolution!)
I'm a Vietnam peace-veteran. And
so much more. They took my childhood,
my youth, my old age.
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