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Getting the better of me

Why is he still away
Has the icy night led him astray
with the promise of warmth
on his skin
as whiskey spreads from throat
to chest
head upon another’s breast?

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Wander Wonder

I am nostalgic –
the ghost of who I
used to be
calls out from within
my memories –
tormenting me
with a sudden uncertainty
that has risen, unexpectantly
to challenge
the decisions I made
and the path
I chose to venture
once, as was that ghost then
so sure, so sure –
but now, maybe
not so anymore!
Hard, it would seem,
to ignore
the imagination
and creation
of maybe-memories
which maybe-might-be
pestering my sanity
with a life I could’ve lived.

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Swag

I made fire today –
and the flames fan
the cold away
instantly
through a soft cloud
of lingering smoke
I smell only the memory
of friends and campfires
and marshmallows.

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