Aaron Canzater Poet Free verse

Intercourse Sanctions Dream's Virginity

I'm free falling, heaven's no longer calling

The sins I've committed are beyond appalling

I dream every night without a good moment

Every vision that came became pain's atonement

I don't condone these premonitions

I don't clone my emotions

There can't be two of me in existence

Second guessing my first wishes

That set never came true

My life has been soiled

Time to do the dishes

Cleanse the spirit of dirty plates

My fork and spoons need the Ajax

Because times before with these I still ate

My intercourse sanctions sour grapes

I poured the wine through my dream's virginity

Til it no longer wakes

Dreams still remain reality's plate

Rolling on thin ice

With the sharpest of blades on ice skates

Drowning in frozen water

Baptized in ice

Anointed with another overtime dream

In the middle of hell's first quarter

These themes of dreams Reach peaks and plateaus above Earth Where the air is beyond deep

Sleeping as lung bursts out in flames

In order for my soul to keep

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