Free Yourself


Free yourself
From the moment,
Then digest it.
Do not chew it,
But let it disintegrate
At its own pace
And nourish you
And cause you to tingle
With feral nymphs
Each beckoning you to
While the pangs
Of your ecstasy
Or fury
Or desire
Find their voice.

Another moment will come,
But do not eat it.
Let it linger at the
Fringes of your lips
Until it implodes
Through too many pointed
Frissons of
Each pushing against the skin
In search of words to steal
And a song or two
To keep them aloft.

Art: “The Pine Grove -Twilight” 
Charles Warren Eaton

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