limbo

there is a fine line
between life and death

at least, there was
until you snorted it

threw your head back
winced in pain

as i exclaimed
“that’s NOT cocaine!”

~whatever…

still, i must report

the ochre ache
each day
arises

prodigal
in its apprisal

clement spires
accentuate

the framed inversions

set to sine

whose firmament
was forged in limbo

cast in curse

dispersed
through time

i guess
it was not all
a loss

at least
as long
as you got high

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