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confusion

the breath of coldness

blowing in the face of heat

my eyes

seeing such shocking

blindness

with no cane

to place in the hand

of wisdom

I wish the heart didn't hold

so much collateral

in the head's final choice

I'm daylight drowning in the sea

of night

sweet aroma itself

shoved down into lungs

with no real breath

too intense am I

but so defective to

it would seem

incapable to sew up

ribbons

that flow full of life

and free

reality in effect

is choking on the multi fractured

dream

I need to build a sizable damn

between the seepage in my heart

and all the shadowed thoughts that beg

to be held in some finer esteem

and I shall

slip from beneath this invisible thumb

you seem to be holding against me

and learn from this painful

'Catch 22 Limbo'

you've loved keeping me in for so

many months now..............

(written Nov. 7, 2000 7pm)