"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Drink of Melancholy

I poured melancholy
into a glass
to drink its dark ale
feeling it was better
to swallow its bitterness
before it swallowed me.

© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011


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