Fuzzy Math, by Aaron Feit
The light of candles,
Wasted wax.
Micro-managing bosses,
Missed subway trains.
Wine, desecrated - neglected
Marinade instead of prelude to a kiss.
Salon appointments that run long.
A man, a woman...shaking the night apart.
Between "Lost" text message episodes.
A greater love than ever there was.
A love that never was.
rejoicing in flight, but terrified too...
exposing one's self to the bittersweet light of many days.
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Monte
Hope u are well.
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Very nice, indeed. You have created and intriguing, poetic mix of imagery leading to varying impressions, which for me, culminated with the final poetic image that I perceive as the overarching impression to which all the others before it contribute: "the bittersweet light of many days".
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I really have never published/posted any poetry of mine before, and I am glad you all dug it to some degree. I often feel that most won't get...me.
Peace,
-aj
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