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a sober moment

a blaze of bloated worry

heed this hail

of such hatched hurry

pinnacle twist

your anger held in defensive fist

the fatted calf

sees the slaughter

in the beginning

as a grand, elaborate party

I hear laughter

oddly mired down

in the misery's mist

strangers here

smell somehow familiar to me

and I feel ill compared

to even my own wits

if I could only spell check

my emotions

and force the blurting

clamor to stop

then

maybe this elusive love illusion

wouldn't seem so

damn schitzofrenic...........

(June 21, 2000 8pm)