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I Have a Pocket Full .....

Of crumbs ......

And I know not, from whence they came !

But I’m soaring like icarus, on a blue sky.

For there is no other mood, 

than this.

I’ve reached life’s zenith.

It’s peaked .....and I spiral, as I descend.

Glorious, to have felt the wind.

Beneath....

my feet.

Where I’d supped with brother’s.

Fought alongside warriors.

Sampled love, in all of it’s forms.

My life’s been brief.

No regrets !

I’m plummeting.

Into Hell .....

All the while I can taste

The smell

Of Orange spangles.

Giajl © Jim Love