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i would like to spend the day on the slope of a mountain
listening to a parable about a lost sheep or a blighted vineyard
for months, my only companion would be this story
and the more i told it to myself, the clearer everything would become
then i would remove my helmet of opinions
and walk into the public streets revealing the soft brown mushroom of my new head
i would repeat the story to small groups of men
drawing ill_strations in the sand with a stick
i would leave them murmuring in a circle
and late at night, when the cold wind found the ch_nks of my house
and disturbed the candle stub next to my bed
i would hear the story told by the tongue of flame
and watch the shadows of my former self fl!cker on the low ceiling
and the walls of stone

- jeff mccarthy

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