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pillar of my unsalted heart

a thousand rainy paths you have trudged

such blameless trident love

we've shared a porch I can no longer even

pretend to repair

the porch and gilded podium to love's finest

monument

the undeminishable gaze beaming forth from a

devoted pure heart

such tears of cementation

only the truest of lovers

can shed for the other

to help wash separation's widening path clean

and into a narrower clearer understanding of what

united as one

in even the worst circumstance truly means

I can not feel this for you

I crumple

broken in my ineptitude

to thatch for tomorrow

a cloak of a fonder out look for us

and still today

I find I can not be

your radiant bride

but a vague idea of what one is

and such notion suffocates me

wearing a dirty and brittled veil

that hides the angst and the incomplete

admiration's of another

felling wholey unclean

my eyes as full of guilt as if another's

blood were found on my hands

I commit myself to a constant downward stare

more quiet than the stillest act of death

I beg this one last leave of you

compromised as I am

I dare not, must not further trespass

upon the great kindness of your once so trustful

heart

though wrenching as it is now to spake

I thread these careful apologies of mine

through the fresh angry wounds so created

from the indifferent weaponry

of my own heart's discontent and sad abuse of you

you who 'twas

art shall be ever so

stainless and noble

dear and dearest still Arthur.............

(written Oct. 1, 2002 930pm)