Funny
19 February, 2002
Author: Pondering Red
Early january.....
one year has passed
one year has died
it was as i thought
the seasons slithered one into another
pouring the seasonal venom of change
upon me
as the others walked about...trotted around
doing their daily pleasures or chores or writing their history
all year i lived with the knowledge that noone really talked about
that was joked about...hahahahahahaha
and so after the steambath of summer and the quick crispness of fall
i am still fighting numbers
comvinced that there is no happy conclusion to this reality
to this doom
to this
to that
and so i become crazier
yet i am not and this is what drives me
to fear another year
another month
another day
for the moment though i am full
of comfort food of warmth of your love
i enjoyed the perfect moment
with you earlier this afternoon
after making love...you coiled naked warm around me...
my hand on your bum.....my head resting on your chest
blanket wrapped lightly over us
a perfect afternoon
in this moment it was forever
yet now
i write about this.....
funny
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| Roy Claxton (64.12.96.137) -- Saturday, October 5 2002, 02:07 am I walked thru it and found thoughts but I would not have mentioned my sex life and disgrade my lover--well not to worry, I can't write--one in many |
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