Sunday, January 31, 2010

Ode to Loneliness

Loneliness you are a bland draught;
I have made myself drunk with you
these four years,

Loneliness you drain the color of Earth;
I am now drowned in your flaxen haze
dry of tears,

Loneliness the world is sludge in my hands;
I am your beggar shambling in the mud
of seventeen years,

Loneliness you reek of stale second courses;
I have found no solace from your olfactory reminder
of unshared beer,

Loneliness you ring in my ears even now;
I am quivering with the painful song of your pipes
harmonic with my peers,

Loneliness you plague me unwanted
though well invited,
I shall shatter your withered embrace
and be free in a warm embrasure.

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