June 18, 2008

• I have a little shadow
  That goes in and out with me,
  
  And what can be the use of him
  Is more than I can see

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  Heavy sweetness
  Balances the burn
  As evening brandy
  Melts the thin ice
  Of day by day

  Survival

  Sturdy bricks of routine
  Embedded in hereditary chaos
  This is the only state
  My basest being comprehends

  Oh, the very real
  Warmth of this drink
  Swells as long hair falls
  From its confines
  Along exposed neck
  Shoulders… and back

  Time is nothing like
  This drink which brings
  Such ease and pleasure

  As neglected flesh
  Momentarily remembers
  Long forgotten
  Sensory ecstasy

  Too long

  Not long enough

  Time is unkind
  And unruly
  And enviable

  Pure I am not
  But one thing I know
  To this intangible day…

  Goodness is at my core

  Did anyone dictate
  I express clarity
  To anyone other than self??

  Tonight
  This is what there is

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