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Where's Ed Cayce When I Need Him? (a throwaway poom).

  
 
   
the onliest sense is blessed  
          nonsense.....  
unsensed  
unsensible  
senseless.  
O,  
how be yOur senses?  
smell?  vision? taste? touch?  
O'shit. what's the other one ?  
Don't be sensible. Just tel me, dammit  
Ah, yes.....'earing.....&balance (in d'inner ear)  
   
And have you a sixth sense.  
or seventh, or eight ........

A sense to reach beyond death?  
A sense to bring me to my little girl?  
Extra Sensory Perception?  
(widely known as sixth sense, but may  
 be seventh.......who cares?  
   
it may be that  
you care. Bless you........me?  
                              I know nothing of  
                                    any of it.  
Just idle, sense of wordplay.  
No goal. No avail. No reward.  
            No reunions.  
           Just empty play.  
   
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Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
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