WHICH
Copyright 2013 by Gordon Kuhn
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It’s past midnight and
The moon slips behind a shadow blanket
My mind drifts with the ice formed clouds
Brooding islands upside down miles high above in the air
Drifts with dark and dangerous thoughts
Dark spoken for want of understanding
Dangerous for what answer might be heard
Cleft between two opposing reactions there
Which one should I follow and to where
Which is the one to lead upon the path
And which is the one to off road dare.
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 
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