…the right

while I may not be able to
sustain what lives beside
this heart, I try to revive
what passion remains in this
old flesh, the aged blood
congealed and trying to escape
the stillness blessed upon
this lifetime; and all I
can say is that I love you
no matter how much the rain
repels my confessions as
though I sin of light and
nothing else I need say (even
if I don’t have the right)

-mr gahon 3/17/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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