For Something More

I’ve crawled through the logic,

but where’s the trap door


The one to escape through,

where there’s something more


I’ve labored with reason,

my notes here to show


Its path ever narrow,

restricting the flow



gods of my youth


Now dust covered relics

and long in the tooth


The ethical paradigm,

sainted deceit


Whose judgment is final,

yet hard to believe


Dichotomy calling,

 last road to go down


Until love’s dialectic

—turns me around


(Villanova University: September, 2020)

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