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Fifteen Hours Without Substance


A Poem by Vanessa

        Fifteen Hours Without Substance

And I don’t know if this can last,
Don’t know if I want this to last,
This stretch of bearing life,
This stretch of really seeing and living here,
My mind unaided.
 
Fifteen hours of peering out at this life
Through the goggles of memory and experience
That molded my mind through a long process
Of clandestine construction.
 
Nearly one day of sober living lasting only ‘till nightfall,
And I’m alright….
 
Now pass me the bowl
And toss me a light.

© 2009 Vanessa
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Author's Note
Serious undertone with commic (and sadly truthful) releif.
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