Dim Capsules of Never
Dim capsules pad my senses
and brittle fruits amuse my tongue
with sympathetic serrations
that trim anger back to guilt,
anxiety back to discontent
and shave bald
my laughter and my tears.
I've swallowed so many rx inhibitions
that rusty blisters burn my lids
and gravel chips of once upon a time
choke tomorrow before it can take a breath.
I didn't want to bleach all color from my life
just the black, brooding over the unknown
that tainted shadows
and colored my vision...
the irony is no neutral hue expresses life,
the differnce is
I don't care that love is still at hand
to draw the way into tomorrow.
Yet it remains reminding,
the antidote to fear can't be in
these clever concoctions of denial,
not in this numb colored tomb of Never
that I will never escape alone.
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2007
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