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UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY - 04/2012
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ROSE AIELLO MORALES In Sanity How little we know. Sanity is the normal of others, the words of experts judging each event, inquisitions holding level thumbs, yea or nay, the sadistic pull of downward gravity. There are no voices, just the static of a mind in thought, talking to one's self through realms of waking dreams. Moments of silence are sadness, lapses where the intellect dies, defibrillators charging neurons, connections revived from their watery graves. Stability is the city of the mundane, where people walk through circular hum, the logic of singular circuits, the knowledge that there's no one else, just the impersonal drone of the temporal robotic. How lonely that must be. Rose Aiello Morales is a poet from Miami, Florida. Her first book, entitled '42' might still have some copies lying around gathering dust at www.AlabasterandMercury.com She and her husband Alex run an as of now unrecognized non profit rescue for cats.(At least the neighbors leaving kittens on our front porch seem to think so.) |
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