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Teaser poem "Morning After"

December 24, 2016

Here's a poem from my forthcoming chapbook Windows and a Looking Glass:

 

Morning After

 

Last night we drank ourselves into desperate darkness and now

a freight train hurtles and rips through my head

It derails in the nebulous oblivion between sex and sleep

The dawn coasts into day

weaving and dragging pleasures and shadows

mingling with sharp edges and you

 

We wake with hot foggy mouths heavy hesitant eyes

clinging blindly and silently to our cloaked selves

In the fragile cocoon of each other we founder and sink

into

                        boundless

                                                            indifference

 

Tell me again how I am

in the red gold glow of early light

_______________________________

 

You can order the chapbook on Amazon.com or here:

 

Windows and a Looking Glass by Deborah Kahan Kolb

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