Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The Waning Opiate

Happiness
A drug depleting ?
Pacemaker’s metronome droning:
Whirring wearily
In the uncanny matrix of beats.

Every road
In forever loamy wood
Diverges heretical:
A precipice gift
Of endless meander.

Unbidden at best:
A false ebullience
Promulgating deliverance.
Sovereign to the last
Idealistic edicts

Passed
Cajoled
Coerced

Numbness befits
Myopic transcendence.

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