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Compulsion Loses Another Battle in the Long War

The cement grinds my shoes
as I resist the lonely slog
from car to sterilized elevator.

Giant waves stir deeply and compel
me to run away, get blasted, but
I’ve been trained, so I suffer, I crawl.

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  1. #1 by Hudson Howl on August 29, 2013 - 3:03 pm

    compulsion loses or did compulsion win….negative over positive and how does one define the correct way in which to live a life…. a life is a life even those at siege and in turmoil ……..good or bad that which compels must have some merit to it …is a six line poem better or worst than an 100 line odyssey?

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    • #2 by Carl on September 2, 2013 - 4:28 pm

      Hudson, thank you for your thoughtful comment. Really, it makes me wonder whether either side of the coin is positive, makes me think that there must be a third side.

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      • #3 by Hudson Howl on September 2, 2013 - 7:28 pm

        are you talking sides or a room with plenty of windows but lacking a door

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        • #4 by Carl on September 2, 2013 - 8:06 pm

          Yes, you escape via the skylight, the fourth dimension.

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          • #5 by Hudson Howl on September 2, 2013 - 10:21 pm

            but…………

          • #6 by Carl on September 4, 2013 - 9:49 am

            That brings out the dead in me!

  2. #7 by clinock on August 29, 2013 - 11:58 pm

    HH has some strong points – but maybe it’s time for a change Carl – life is short. You hit it right on with your words – fine citizen that you are – I’ve been there but got out with life still in me…

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    • #8 by Carl on September 2, 2013 - 4:30 pm

      Thank you for your comment, John. Some day, I want to figure it out the way you have. You have a very full life in you!

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  3. #9 by Carl D'Agostino on September 3, 2013 - 1:07 am

    I’ve been trained – life does this to us and few rebels survive

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