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Without a class

     or a visit to see

anything hanging on walls

     or protected by glass.

Having never believed

     explanations in boxes

or words shared in the halls,

     by others who wanted

but merely to view.

The artists must do what they do.

 

© 2008 henry toromoreno

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black and white sketch of Ray Charles

black and white sketch of Ray Charles

© 2008 henry toromoreno

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b/c

it’s ez-R

& faster

4 u

u think <

of me

& don’t

write any

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© 2007 henry toromoreno

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What we talked about when we huddled ‘round fire

was closer to truth, to god and desire.

What we say to each other when connected by phone

e-mail, or blackberry, still leaves us feeling alone.

What we heard about when we sat around listening in caves

was news of real things that connected our ways.

What we hear nowadays is about red-carpet events

making sure we continue manufacturing consent.

 © 2007 henry toromoreno

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On the first floor of 317 Matthew Street,

          the hero of the day comes to believe

          the voices that he’s hearing are not in his head.

The instructions are in words he knows he’s seen before.

But the way they’re spoken now, is like they’re straight from revelation.

He tries to calm himself by not thinking of temptation,

          but the dirty number 8, splits the seal and takes his reasons for salvation.

For thirty minutes he is desperate, searching for his gun.

When looking out the window, remembering the genesis

          of this twenty second day of march.

How upon his early rising and taking stock of his surroundings,

          he started hearing trumpets, while he was dressing for his job.

© henry toromoreno

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