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Poem Details
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| Title: | Into Darkness without a Headlamp |
| Author: | Geordie Kline |
| Date Submitted: | 6/19/2011 |
| Email: | glk531@yahoo.com |
| Poem: |
At the winter solstice my mind darkens to endure the euphoria that once was heroin as sleep provides the requiem to the picnic table of life where there are no tomatoes, no onions only preservative garnered together to mask the banal futilities of YOUR common taste. How bland the mind, bent on perceptions of conformity failing to illuminate that I never intended to be at one with, for uniformity is to contempt the mind to the disbelief that without highs or lows no one really knows.... |