such a
substance,
the color of
ancient paper
tasting of ginger
and usually
helping
to quiet the stomach
and soothe.
yet i am not ginger-ale,
i am not magic
i am not pale gold
i am not soothing
i am not calming.
not the ginger-ale, me,
but the stomach.
and in need of the
ginger-ale badly.
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visions
Poetrythe thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86