In Sake of SanityA Poem by PerditionTonight My old friend I am fallen Tonight I am wedded to the weary crutch of your clumsy old oak Something of this night is tapping Something And Oh, how you dazzle me My dearest of companions How you ease me against the depths of my own sea Against the wall and waves of Paripeteia That isle from which I cast out into isolation When all is all And blight is eyes to the colors of our geometry With your stubborn wooden boots I thank you for eternity I thank you for this margin of indeterminate end For the war of silence you’ve absorbed Beneath my feral trench For the miles of refraction that welcomed me into your
humbling bow That shrilling force against life's drunken bossa nova It has as always been your plight Your impetus in the jaw of a million conversations And every jab that ever crippled you Lies here within your secret Your friendship Here As ever Unyielding Frozen I do see you there My dear old friend I do feel you Come Let us wilt our flask of time Let us say we were once beloved And slow this eager port together Such that all that is Billows in our stirs of coffee For all too soon When the shift in whistle groans And incumbent night arrives So assuredly We two shall burn © 2015 PerditionReviews
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