Monday, August 17, 2015

Good Medicine



-------Good Medicine-------
I speak about emptiness and sorrow
not because I am sad,
but because I feel a deep need to go
where I have been told I shouldn't.
This is not
mischief out of anger,
but a resurrecting
from ignorance.

I am a rascal in love,
picking weeds
in the dark
to make us tea.
 
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