Tuesday, October 27, 2015

great esca pe.

My delusion, ice water,
countless chairs (12) and
falling asleep
court me

it is more than that too
It is space I can breathe in
stillness that begs for silence
and results in unsteady,
erratic,  soothfast celebration

I learned that word today
the archaic one
the one you did not know
it felt uncomfortable
so i used it in a sentence

This is how I feel every day
If I am lucky
the soup is cream and butter
or a rich, chicken broth
with hints of lemon and rosemary

otherwise I am sad
it becomes
the other

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