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BASE - Andrew White
A young lady once called me base
An assertion apropos of nothing
All because for a brief moment in our lives there was an intersecting of
ambiguities.
A compounding of incompatibilities resulting, I imagine in the
production of this base metal to which she compared me.
I took it on my tapered chin, heart breaking and lips quivering but I am
nothing if not resilient
Something you cannot accuse base metal of being
That is what happens when you lose your focus and go rummaging in
the somewhat clichéd scrapheap or dung heap of history.
Base
Speaking of metals, of foundations and establishments, of military
installations, of logic and rhetoric establishing a basis or baseline for
conversation.
Base
An active engagement with your base of support, where you speak to
your base, preaching to the converted, teaching the choir
Bringing comfort like that of old slippers and warm chocolate to your
soul.
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