Thoughts from the Outdoors


Ribbons of the purest azure

vein me and slide

wraith like

through the very

recesses of my soul…

Unspoiling the darkness,

and adding layer upon layer

of indigo kindness

to the befouled portion

of what used to be my

finely beating heart…

Though the waters

have no real power here…

Their spiritual presence

is anathema to these wormholed

fleshy things…

Each of them now

sealed up tight

within the chambers

of my still

living body…..


David L. Whitman 06/27/2012 fighting the good fight…

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