by the feeling I’m missing
something or forgetting something
I really want but can’t remember
what it is a piece of darkness
that slips away as soon as I
become aware it’s snagging
and reach for it it’s gone
somehow I know it’s not
even something available on earth
like a cup of coffee or a glass of wine
that elixir I thirst for
like ice-old knowledge
poured over red-hot garnets of love
until you know you will never die
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