Tuesday, April 23, 2013

La Fée Verte



Inspired by: Edgar Degas' "Absinthe" 




Silence, sweet silence
Seconds counted retrograde
All day spent
Finally reaching cipher

Even He rested

Sodden, wind burned flesh
I trudge below deck
Squall evaded
Such is object permanence

I enjoy these moments
As I consign to oblivion
All knowledge of impending flood
No one to guide the helm

Torpid mind
I am finally safe
I am finally free
Impervious in my chitin abyss

2 comments:

Unknown said...

I take this to be a description of getting drunk, nice description.

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