Saturday, January 4, 2014

We Thought We'd Warn You

In the estuary of the psyche
where each weary salt vicissitude
meets every fresh expectancy
resides not hope, but certainty –

that any consequence
of the encounter will assist existence –
dying or new-born, the tenderness
of being will adorn, anoint

and warm you. So if you’re banking
on unmitigated misery,
you’ll probably be disappointed.
We thought we’d warn you.


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