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| I could take that bath but will I feel worse when I wake up? I will feel worse when I wake. I peer through the glass. Waves of amber swirl so light. Yes, I would bathe, now that my soul is naked but I can't and put it back. I dream of you, all hours of the day, of the night black and wonder if these feelings will ever go away. I could hold you to my heart, fully corked, unwilling to spill, as long as your cool magnum chills my bodice corpse. I lay in this cradle like a crypt, unwilling to cry out because they could take it all away, and I need this place to stay. Baptismal waters churn and bubble and gleam, wishing a temptress would beckon to christen me anew, but I wasted all my days. I peer though my night. Waves furl about a false, navigational guide. I can't hide. Let me drown in my sheets this night. 3.7.22 the potential for alcoholism is great. I've been there and back and believe me, I do not want to go there again. I wish I could just keep the temptress without paying a debt. |
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