Sunday, September 18, 2011

Coveals Of Doped Youth

I stare at fate in the face
A poise as if we’re in-laws

I am free to dare unshackle myself
To seek a know, quench a voracious child

So I bend over coke like a supplicant
I have done worse with altar wine

In me I met a flightless dove
Ascending the stair-less wind

Trespassing heaven and hell
Levitated in bliss and downright misery

My dove is no dragon among pets
Happy regrets of knowledge sought

Sadly, this gleeful voyage's is no sojourn
To a flightless dove.

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