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Poem: 'Sisyphus Skilift' 2008-09-01 - 11:16 p.m. 
In the quiet corner of my mind, I am reminded of a find, when circumstances threw me far, whip-crack smack my brain ajar. A host of seraphim, dwelling all upon therein, a threaded game of jacks made dance, emotions wove on happenstance. All was bloom, in light's white loom, the fuzzy memories unfurl, even now as bodies twirl. I saw a lady colored red, smiling back as darkness fled, entreatied she a hand to give, cupping fun whereby to live. Still sitting solemn slalom, down the merry road aplomb, my memory knows no disaster, of the tomb I have become. |
