[Inspired by Lady Gaga’s Paparazzi video+]
…waiting, …on ‘ciragettes,’ listening, lying low.
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Turnin’ ’round, now back fifty-five, I was down so high
in a white room with black curtains, lost waystation,
until I saw final millennium bring deep revelation.
I lie high/low (no one noticing), looking, hoping...
I watch skies for interlopers assigned gravity here,
cameras, paparazzi everywhere, sky unnoticed, heavy,
“until you love me,” my paparazzi…
And here they come, sky parting wide…
--RK, 11:38pm, 4/10/2014
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Thursday, April 10, 2014
I lie low...

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