The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Cream No Sugar

Hidden in  musty dusty folds of ragged thoughts I've sought to hide
Unbidden and driven by emotions chained in dungeons deep and wide
Bursting free from no sensation  breaking into concentration
They fly and burst asunder as they thunder on the jetties of my mind 
Cacophonic colored chatter  caught in chaos shed to scatter
Like the ashes of a warrior  how could it really matter
What’s first wrung from hidden childhood fears
May not sound as jarring after lo these many years
But the trains of thought I ride carry weight  to hold aside
As they clatter through the stations un expressed
Rattled reasons Battered seasons misled missions 
Deliberate  decisions carom through silly severed sessions
As I contemplate concessions to a tired weary mind
Another cup of coffee couldn’t hurt
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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