Sunday, May 26, 2002

Copious Dearth

Waves of ardent desire
engulf me
while I try to elude
that destiny

Swirls of bittersweet anguish
stirring here

Existence takes siege
gnawing my cold sore flesh;

Blinded by indignation,
drowning soft and slow
with every vexing thought

Might there be annihilation
of my ire

Stinging the sense
of my hungry soul;
The heart I possess
throbs tenderly,

Victim of agony
ignorant of lurid lucidity
I cry tears of
spiritual yearning

Give me not an accolade
but a glowing rage of inveigle
yearning fulfilled to
set me back
to sooth my self
to set me back to my
tangled native abode



|the baker| 6:36 AM|

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