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Bound Westward, (pt. II)

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There is a magic in diverse perspectives.
How a bland dish
Becomes a feast for the senses with
The imaginative application
Of turmeric, garlic, and cumin!
A brief and hawk-eyed glance
At the realities of a reservation
Would make clear that this magic is black
For the native cultures which
At the very first shake of some exotic spice
However well intentioned the chef,
Are terminally affected.
The poison is unknowingly ingested
By the community and quietly slays
The desire to maintain the ways,
The practical wisdom of spirits,
And the priceless song of ancestors
Which subtly groans discordant.
Turmeric, garlic, and cumin,
Here are better named
Cyanide, arsenic, and strychnine.

Wanderlust

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To that virtue of a Sagittarius!
That curious, insatiable thirst;
For new sights, sounds and smells
Erratic at its worst!

Send me to Angkor Wat,
Post me off to Neuschwanstein!
Drop me off, roadside at Marseilles,
I’ll saunter the time.

Find me at a Marrakesh bazaar,
Like a cat, wandering low
Spare me the skyscrapers, a hawk’s eye
And two feet can find better show.

Dreary sitting by a window,
Hearing the drum, and fantasy dance
Of experience unharvested
Of aching, rusting plans.