thinning air:
the perfect place to disappear.
to slough this life like a snake to his skin;
to begin anew, as it were,
before the incongruence of my sex
became manifest.
oh bliss!
how quickly the thorns fade and tears come!
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Very nice, Tim.
It's nice to see that you are still writing!
I feel like I never really completely understand poetry when I read it, and I feel kinda bad, but...I like it nonetheless!
Happy New Year to you too!
i never know quite what to say about your poems
i always like them
and they are MOST interesting, but i don't know what they mean. regardless, they seem to hit home somehow.
anyways, keep it up, and soon you will be the next frost or poe
Yet again...very nice, Tim! You put us all to shame with your dedication to your blog :)
I just realized that I had yet to comment on this poem! C'est inadmissible!
Anyway, once again, I love the intentional misspelling of the title. Quite mysterious.
"to slough this life like a snake to his skin;
to begin anew..."
^Probably my favorite part. SO good, Tim, as always.
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