01MAY26
without the robes
bigfoot can mindspeak
contact is made
your mind is a creek
in it he wades
shiny trinkets you cannot deliver
that you are denied
you may think it a river
but that is just pride
orbs are glowing globes
that travel the land
judges without flowing robes
gavels in hand
no roof to thatch
young ride on their back
impossible to catch
run on the inside track
we're always before their eyes
they are transcendent
when we realize
we are the defendants
Enjoy your Friday. Do not remain aloof from the goof.
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