Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Monday, August 4, 2014

The Familiar

working through the demon of doubt, abyss,
with black coffee familiar.
the everyday familiar
of the flower on my front porch I do not know the name of
and the bubbling-below-the-surface of the terror.
In your voice,
I detected a bedroom hesitance
and yet should I discount
Hours of joyfulness
because of that statement of doubt.
The demon of doubt
and the bubbling day
Solitude, the choice for now,
or cruise the web
-a connection, a connection, a connect---
Do we get closer to living
as it all flies by
the emotions and your hectic love
Frayed under the surface
Yet so true
 all n all.

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