I was in the morphine loop,
the angelic phase,
the distance from pain that one
desires, feeds for, hopes for,
I was inside my songs, ones that brought me balance, relief, and
were equal to the loop
on any other day,
I saw stars, oceans with red beacons,
heard lapping waves and
the calling chatter of gulls,
I tasted the scented lilacs of Omaha,
I was bathed in bliss and fanned
with wings of dragonflies
from the beaches of Waveland,
All Things
came together and released
my body
from pain.
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[posted via iPhone]
