Nightsick In the Rain
dark nights of the heart,
of the soul, awaiting something
extended out into a lifetime slowly passing
all the lonely poets with no paeans to sing
falling fast like caustic drizzle
days flow down to lower levels
burning cateracts and saline
caught in throats of choking devils
so melts a life like many
hungry for both void and sunlight
seratonin throbb'd and desperate
love talon torn yet plasma bright
but memory remains a fickle dove
fluttered up out up away
moments gone despite our grasping
blood feathers molt at end of day
despite the best intentions
time decides to grow up fast
years march past the old reminders
where even all the heroes came in last...
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