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my sobriety
is inside of me;
under lock & key.

all it ever needs
is a turn in me;
with password received.

“what’s that?”
“speakeasy, please.”
“we will not be deceived.”

“pardon me.”
“one moment, please.”
blackout memory retrieved.

“lets begin again.”
on count of three.
“the password is sobriety.”

your delighted bones
dance & roam,
with female silhouettes
that spin atop gramophones.

your bobbed rebel flap
rides up against
a leg that taps;
carrying a torch that
dips your bill in relapse.

your canary heart sings,
dizzy with a dame to be;
no longer side car on loan
delighted bones moan.

RECLAIM
the one true self

the one placed
on shelf
by someone else

the one that
stands alone
but is crowded by guilt

the one that
called the shots before
the callous cards were dealt

the one ghosted
the moment there
was love from someone else

the one that
just wanted to be held

our orbital bodies,
drawn in kind;
falling forward
by nature’s design.

pressed —
when measured;
a suspended nexus,
an accident of time.

mercurial
souls trapped
at pinch point;
together we bind.

love compounded;
forming unholy
hallucinations
in the hourglass mind.

spirit wanes,
underneath
a wave of stars.
dropping low —
searching amongst
the most
lonesome hearts.

light lets out,
dark creeps in.
no resistance —
just one
brave bolt
left to quiver;
destined to send.

rushing foward
into life;
piercing through
thick of night —
per chance
my arrow
might…
find you.

the gates of winter
maintain a frozen distance
where cold depths remain

Shortest day,
hunts the night;
buries the
suppressed sun.

End of light;
longest black,
stretched shadows run.

Stay the heart,
exhale exhausted;
vague are the days
that haven’t begun.

Our lowest point;
echoes the ancients,
bend time —
become undone.