Wednesday, April 19, 2006


There are no words that could be said
to make the anguish seem instead
as though it were a lesson learned
and not a torch that fiercely burned,
releasing blackish oily smoke
which lingered like the lies you spoke
to leave a thick and tacky pall
upon my pulmonary wall
prohibiting the normal flow
of air, and now I’m fading slow.

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