Moments of Glory

“I went to the woods to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”

We arrived after dark, fell into the pillow top mattress, cracked a beer and said hello to a shot of Virgin Bourbon.

Among the jets of worry,

And the smile I had always seen,

The smile that took everything out of my mind,

And left life unseen.

But it wasn’t the smile—the following day,

That I saw the eyes beyond the pupils.

There was a bleeding fire about his life,

I’d never seen before.

Beautiful flashes, reaching into a darkness—

Never needing control,

Just comfort.

He propped me up in a soliloquy;

I placed it in the category of solitary,

Uncontaminated alliances.

And it suits me.

I’ve been off my meds, longer than I’ve enjoyed his mind—

What a beautiful mind.

Beautiful man.

Beautiful time.

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