old sins

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it's so tough

but I have to try


you are a curve

I should never take

an incident

I must not love

a novel

I shall read no more


but it's so tough

and I have to try


I have seen what you hold

a bunch of roses 

with thorns so sharp

like the needles

that are your gestures,

at the end of the curve


an unseemly event

I could escape 

without a dent

in my armor


the summer collection 

in my library

leaving me homesick

for spring endings

that could make me soar


I know this

but it's so tough


I pray I can stop committing you

when I am aware

of

how sinning is

and what a sin is


but it's tough

and my tries are poor jokes

when this stuff

gets old


when you get old

when my addiction,

gets old


and old...

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21stMarch2017

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