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"My Many Jekylls and Hydes" by Joe DiMino One would think That after 20 years The house Held no secrets Yet at night Still creaks There are foreign; And a window Oft rattles Though a still And vacant sky, No copter overhead To explain why Always a complex rest For the sensitive mind But the sensitive mind By definition less blind; Less solid, So aware of Spirits symbols And signs; The entrance and egress Of devils and divines In the form where the soul Resides Dark and mysterious In fact, at times Confounded so delirious Seem the echoes Tenants of ages My many Jekylls And Hydes Leave a comment