asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
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asklepiades

You Strike Me Heady And Intoxicating, But When You Sleep You Dream Of Life

You Strike Me Heady And Intoxicating, But When You Sleep You Dream Of Life
and you've been pressed,
pressed,
pressed your whole life.
as if someone finally managed to distill you to a fine wine
(and you taste so sweet).
but you are still just the discarded juices
from a bruised and battered fruit
in a fallen world;
you were meant to be a whole vine--
a whole vine--
growing and creeping and
taking in the sun.
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