YOUR HEART IS YOUNG.

REPROACH AND YET,

AFTERMATH

YOUR EYES ARE SAD. YOU ARE ABOVE

LOOKING UP TO IT.

NOTHING SEEMS RIGHT, AND YET YOU REALLY DON'T THINK IT

WRONG.

IT'S AN EMOTION MANY FEEL AND ONLY FEW FIND THE ANSWER TO. YOU THINK YOU KNOW THE ANSWER, BUT DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW YOU

NEVER WILL.

YOU THINK YOU ARE BEING LOVED AND YOU DON'T THINK THERE WILL

BE ANOTHER DAY, TIME, OR PLACE LIKE THE PRESENT. YOU FELT THAT SAME URGE IN THE PAST.

YOU WANT TO FEEL IT IN THE FUTURE.

YOU STUMBLED

BUT THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER PRESENT ONTO THE TRUTH SO MANY HAVE SOUGHT. YOU KNOW THE STRANGLING, YET SOOTHING EMOTION OF WANTING MORE AND MORE OF WHAT YOU KNOW TO BE FORBIDDEN.

M. R. 0.

REMEMBERED WEEKEND

ACROSS THE ROOM YOUR EYES MEET MINE...MY HEART IS LISTENINF FOR YOUR LAUGHTER. AGAIN I SEE THE RAIN, THE TIPS OF OUR CIGARETTES IN THE NIGHT, TASTE THE RAW OF LIQUOR.......I FEEL THE NEAR INTOXICATION OF YOU AND I AM BLUE. WE SOUGHT AND FOUND A TAINTED HEAVEN IN THE NIGHT...TWO BODIES AND ONE SOUL AT WAR WITHIN ITSELF. WE ARGUE SO WELL TOGETHER...TEARING AND PROBING AT THE MORTAL BEING THAT IS PAST THE POINT OF LOSING. THE MIND IS WEARY, THE RAIN QUICKENS AND THE BOTTLE SMILES A WET SMILE OF VICTORY. DOWN INTO BLACK NOTHINGNESS...THE STUPOR OF SLEEP UNTIL WE AWAKE TO A SOBER, ACHING DAWN. FIRE WITH SNOW, THE THICKLY BEATING HEART AS IF STRONG BRANDY FILLS THE VEINS, YOU HAVE KNOWN IT ALL BEFORE...THE LOVELY PAIN IS MINE ALONE.

N. A. B.

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