In The Land, of

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February 2017

In The Land, of 

 

Emotions.

There is only one, that is .....true.

Pain

For, it has no other agenda.

Nor, does it toy, with your heart.

Or mess with your brain.

If the liquor, dribbles,

through my beard.

Be sure, to take a lick. 

I once slept, within .....

a burning, bush.

Breathed in, smoky air.

So heavy.

I almost, drowned .....

and 

didn't, wake.

Now, I slumber.....

On.

Crisp

 

Egyptian cotton.

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