Mainlining Tang


I cannot appear to locate how to emerge as the greatest inclination of myself
Only catching sporadic glimpses from time to time
in the kind love from somebody else's eyes (for somebody else)


My doubt, my hope, my fears

My loves and my passions sincere

in all their guarded glory


Oh, please do not access this library

and borrow from these walls

if you do not intend to return the hand-written scripture


and if you don't return,

as is so often the case,

at least install a skylight and a rope as a passerby


I've been down here far too long

feeding on freeze-dried ice cream and Tang

to recall the splendor and depth of real sustenance


Oh love, you're such a beautiful premise

but far too often I cannot bear to pine for you anymore

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When I worked in a prison,

When I worked in a prison, the inmates made a drink they called "foxy". It was Kool-aid and coffee. Not for sustenance either, but for pushing time faster than it was going for them." Mainlining Tang" reminds me of being locked up in a prison of doubt and fear...shooting up "sugar" for something sweet to happen.

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wow that's a phenomenal

wow that's a phenomenal anecdote and a fairly similar interpretation of mainlining tang than I came up with (if not a much better one, heh) me, tang is just the antithesis of anything nutritious, it's junk food designed for a quick fix but nothing fulfilling...which fulfillment, in this instance, would be love, or even just affection, really. 


The absence of which is what leads to the next best thing...indulging upon shallow moments of short term pleasure....and I totally agree that doubt and fear often creep in to a place where love and affection are scarce.  I appreciate you sharing your interpretation, it made me go back and reexamine a bit, thank you and take care

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thanks! i changed the title

thanks! i changed the title some months ago and am really content with it now :)

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Freeze-dried ice cream

In surrealism they discuss the "spark" between words that connect us to the real-other planed. Worlds collide in this title. I enjoyed the way you imgined it. - Lady A -


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a heartfelt thank you as

a heartfelt thank you as always :) hope you are well