Solitaire

3 Feb

I am

alone.

None in this town

know me.

Delighted to return the favor, I

know my body would

become native

were I to die of joy.

I cling to the hour.

(A leech, a vine, a woman besotted)

Privileges such as these

transgress my existence only

infrequently.

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2 Responses to “Solitaire”

  1. Anjali February 3, 2010 at 8:35 am #

    Joy should transgress existence frequently. I hope that happens for you!

  2. Orange Jammies February 3, 2010 at 7:54 pm #

    Anjali: Thank you kindly.

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