In a state of exhaustion I realize I have not fed the Fire Belly Frog in weeks, I have been so pre-occupied. This poem came out.

Date:   6/28/2005 8:33:11 PM ( 19 y ago)

On occasion I am all of one peace,
In moments when I garden
I am alive in all Worlds.

The 4 AM me has
has little relation to the 2 PM me
who suffers the consequences
of what I say I will do
in the We hours when I am one with no body.

This split must be why
I imagine at times
I can eat cookies
and get away with it.

I Know little of animal rights
though as a Kid I yearned to be a Vet.
I seldom respect my own animal needs
or feel I have them.

Once in Jr. High,
I took a rat home.
After a while it never
dawned on me to feed it
I feel ashamed to say.

I had better go get some Crickets
to feed the Fire Belly.

In the pet shop,
the birds are flying
all over the place.

:How did that happen?"
I ask.

"Someone left
the cage door open
when we weren't looking,"
she says.

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Living in all Worlds:
The Worlds explained here:
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