Distant, dullish memory:
a fragment of being,
a fallow living,
whittled from one's lethargy.
Fluid flowing, flavours flee:
a segment, a sipping,
a pulled cork, quaffing -
doling out one's decency.
Resplendent whole majesty!
A starlit, quiet ev'ning,
a rebound singing
out a changing melody.
SiKee, '93
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