Tag Archives: stupdity

whiskey ruff, draft by pd lyons


nights like these

too many in a row

fire dulled my senses

sought by spirits to refine

but

you come like the ghost your are

through no acquired taste

through no summoning spell

just the opposite

innocent? –  never that but  bystander none the less.

and you?

there are so many of you

 

years have no substance

distance no space

sometimes your name is lost

not your face

never a face

or a mouth

or an activity of sexuality

the things we did,  the why we parted

 

and you and you and you

never would i surrender any of you to the stupidity of guilt

treasures of a life time

still love

no matter what you’d think of me

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