There is no delight
without love
There is no love
without tears
But I am a well
a fountain
a geyser
rushing up from an overflowing heart:
hot and steamy
but jettisoning
to no one
into empty space
where the audience applauds
when I am on time.
Monday, February 1, 2010
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