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Serendipity (and the Splendor) Forgotten

My dreams are juxtaposed with failures
My motion is like driftwood in the empty sea
Passions that once burned inside my soul
Have fled home like desperate refugees
There are listless clouds on the horizon
Two drops of morning dew rest upon my brow
I scream without sound or the hint of emotion
Clinging to anchors I long to disavow
 
I ache with reasons and indiscretion
I scale the ladders of patience with remorse
Weapons drawn, she slays me with a smile
It’s armor I care not to reinforce
Shame and her sisters 
Poison me with lilac, honey, and wine
While blame and its blisters
Lie in wait for our stars to realign

(2014)

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