While I was at War…

My hair started turning white

While God took a vacation
To work with Stephen Hawking
On his second law of black hole dynamics

Mrs God knew
It was God’s way of saying
He would be out chasing Jung women
She was Jung once herself

I had been sucked into a black hole
where you could smell your hair turning white
before you saw it

Where both past and present
flickered past
like a star burst flare reflecting on
a rice paddy

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Charles Templeton

Charles has served on the board of The Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow since 2014 and is currently serving as Acquisitions Editor of eMerge, the Colony’s online magazine. EMerge was established as a platform for emerging and established writers, with a connection to the Writers’ Colony, to publish and promote their literary and graphic works.

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