Sun Rays
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\ On my bare /
shoulders, warming my core
being, life entering in vessels pumping
into nothing the zeal and zest of a four year old.
Random thoughts blur, haze erases dread of the day
~~~~~~ and dread of the night, dread of close encounters ~~~~~~
with human emotions to hoist me out of this low
hole of self absorbtion, entertained, to overcome the
Realization of left-over, warmed over life forgotten
As a desirable passion of life, and the opposite
sex. Forgotten as a life form at all by
the unimportant clueless slugs-
dregs of the sea floor.
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Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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