Monday, October 17, 2011

Posting Poems Until Further Notice.

I need to go on sabbatical,
a pilgrimage to find myself.
My soul, my heart
have gone missing.
Posting "Lost" signs everywhere
in poems and prose...
and silence.

I've exhausted the in-between,
the merged time of alert and asleep.
I'm tired of the obscured,
brought on by Bacchus.
To drink, to dream
to slip away...
A coward's folly.

No comments:

Post a Comment