Spinning on my axis I peer into a vacuum. Release is hard to come by when agendas are used as foreplay, and lying fingers pluck slaughtered truth. Sucked into chasms of platitudes that have no meaning, I ponder the purpose of life. A voice that offers nothing but a resting place for idle words, chuckles in amazement at some that have mastered the art of "wishful thinking." "No" is spoken in many languages, I learned it young. -- copyright June 1998 Judith Anne Labriola
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