Dear Colleagues,
Environmentally
in
In Denial
The denial I confess
is not the denial I
need-to-confess but
can not not knowing
any better.
Same with laughing
at my self.
Where I can’s a piece
of cake. Ha & Ha:
makes me no never
mind; but where I
can not’s the problem.
Right there.
I’m tolerant except where
I am not, & that’s where
my psychic hazardous
waste raises hell: emerging
phenomena thickening my
toxic bozone layer.
Me, a generous man
except when up tight
holding on to what
I got.
At the Interface:
Borderland between
Can & Can’t
acknowledge & deny,
laugh & grimace;
I tolerate till I’m
tweaked & then must
needs invoke
My Principles
&
it’s like touchy
tetchy
ouch,
ooo,
oops,
oooff
damnit.
(my environ mentalism
in denial in-denial
Gold’s Gym
Kicking
xxxooo, Fool’s Rush
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