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I've rehearsed my understanding
of that which demanded it.
Been drunk for a week
and left dreaming
of halcyon days.
By a lack of understanding
you shut the door on me.
In my ennui
I caused harm.

I was lost inside myself
and you found me that way;
like a dog
that doesn't wag its tail.

The Weatherman

My head is fucking cloudy;
full of rainclouds.
Storms of strength unseen
anger seas of calm
between my temples.
Golden rays of sun
are in the forecast of my mind
for days unrevealed.

mushrooms

I relive scenes
of warmer moments;
your essence drifts
through my time.
It was the same
on those mornings after drinking.
Just the same
as flashbacks
from last night's mushrooms.
Now I stare softly
at 5 o'clock sunsets
that come so early
as your sunset
in my sky.

River Drunk

Last night
I was on the other side
of the ocean,
breathing clean air.
Watched reflections
of distant shores
projected on a screen
of cool waters.
Heard a late-night train
headed to faraway places,
and drowned
in all of it.
This morning
I rise early
to headaches
and unfulfilled responsibility.