not-so-Vincent

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I keep my tears in a bottle

On the window sill in the sun.



I take them into my veins

To hold the past

And dissolve the present:

To damn the hope that lies to me.





I cannot afford peace

In a universe full of you,

Priest of Lies.



October, 2004




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