Wednesday 2 January 2008

High

Transient solutions that free
The flesh from callous bondage
Flight remains wondrous
Despite these subdued heights.

Endearing content suspends
The need for annihilation
The omniscient infuses my being
As I become acquainted with laughter.

Hold onto me
As I rise above the past
That has served as just another confine
Watch me as I rise.
(March 1995.)

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