Wednesday, December 29, 2010

dusk canticle

never tell me anything
painful or
show me anything searing
to the eyes
never mention the mediocrity of your
stillborn dream
wait until I'm ready to listen
and my wine is poured
to speak truth or don a mocking
laugh
i serve no servant other than
time
i give no mention other than to
his wife
let the dinner bell stop
and let the carousel wheel circle
for I am missing my daily amusement
also known as your demise

adt

short hills, nj

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