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once over the ice wall

I'll hold my mind

alas alone

truly alone

as my sole own

no interceder  

just me and this pen

no more

a captive wife

hostage to a breathing

chamber of silence

my road is loving

my path eying the widening

to come

moral obligation

cringes in sin

a lover held at bay

to disguise the so wanted intrusion

so a friend's face he wears

have I worn the shirt of the infidel

isn't that for but me and God to say

I can smell the sweet aroma of change

so many kitchens now does my door open

to

smiling in hesitating loveliness

I prowl the thoughts of all those new

no game do I play

though to some it may seem

this is a new level of reality

perhaps a little too wary

chasing a dream

but surely Lord

my one true him

is indeed somewhere out there

and with my M.A.K. over eight months

lost likely forever to me now

I have to search

even with half a heart

as I can't let that half die too

for my soul will die

without any such sweet

interaction

as after sex

that is all we truly have..........

(July 2, 2000 445am)