A Last Intoxication

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A Last Intoxication

Postby Ierrellus » Thu Mar 23, 2017 2:48 pm

The sweetness of decay
Makes us forget
Plumed fragrances
When fresh was sought
As never enough,
Covers withering petals
With brown acceptance--
Until they fall and float
Dry again in the wind
Of constant change.
"We must love one another or die." W.H.Auden
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Re: A Last Intoxication

Postby Meno_ » Sun Apr 23, 2017 6:46 pm

Yea, like when getting up in the morning thinkin about the times when
The stuff didn't weigh down with volumes of pain
When shame was only then a feeling of ennui
If shame
Managable cause last night's tie on
Now fading fading
Caused by 60 days sobriety
The fallen listless not recoverable as a fresh new beginning
But yes the overcoming will effect the tiny antennas of.commutimg with those with yet lovers intact
Forgive oh forgive Irrellus for brazen intrusion into private worlds
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