THE BLANKETED NIGHT

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I gently welcome you into this private yet painful

paradise

a place where I, myself have been not merely once

but more than thrice

who said happiness always follows the throwing of the

rice

perhaps before now I would have been better off had I

listened to my own worried advise

such fond memories of this priceless place whisper softly

into my now so injured soul

what they offer my desperate ears is more than empty words

but substance for the filling in of the hole

so much has come to me in the aftermath of this so

shattering despair

note that off into this space of foul smelling

ignorance I no longer choose to stare

instead I've decided to give all my dirtied emotions

one final wash before I let them take another

extended sleep

and later deep into the far reaches of

'The Blanketed Night'

the rest of my careless self indulgence under the

carpet of shame

I'll attempt to surreptitiously sweep..........

( written May 3,1992 am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

how I wish to learn from my past mistakes in love and life.

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