Please welcome back Nathan as tonight’s Guest Poet
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It happens once a month now
and remains curling around
my cold soul for days, like
a tapping thorn. I feel the decay
cascade and claw. Eventually it will
drown me with its designed dreariness.
I hear the guessing winds whip
around my frail frame, choking me
with infinite circles of such sadness.
The triumphant truth of love is that
it’s a reciprocated obsession teetering
upon a madness held by another
willing and wanting heart…
Many years ago I walked alone
along Michigan Avenue with no
enticement from strawberry manes.
The diamond lights of the city forged
their bright, pillared polish against
fountain frames and the denim blue
of skyscraper skies thrusting through
the sprinkling leaves of smiling trees.
I may not survive the week.