A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


It was the first

of many nightmares,

the sweet sweat

in the corners

of someone else’s eyes.


A beggar in the bathroom,

the paper chase,

gripping things intangible

yet unacceptable.


And the sloshing

of brandy

poured in

a paper cup.


It lacks the taste

of glass.


Or the feeling

of wine.


Swimming down stream

in the gutters,

a strangers

wet dream.

© 2010 Abigale LeCavalier

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Added on January 5, 2010
Last Updated on August 30, 2010
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