Thursday, December 16, 2004

chasing Helen

I measure morphine
and Dilaudid
and hope
greed makes cancer
careless enough
to drop the leash
that pulls you away

you get lost
without moving
as the labyrinth
shifts
inside your head
breaking the thread
of my touch

you've become
unbearably beautiful
but like a bird
crossing the sun
blinding
to follow

~ kent taylor

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