Ode to the Halfway Point

August 18, 2013
By clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"..But inside something gnaws at me; some presentiment, anxiety, dreams - or sleeplessness - melancholy, indifference - desire for life, and the next instant, desire for death; some kind of sweet peace, some kind of numbness, absent-mindedness..." Frederic Chopin

I am halfway into this world,

lips etched into my face like

the kiss of a serrated knife

against soft melon flesh.

I am a middling shade of grey,

hovering melodically in the

noonday sky, shot with pale

flower petals and the raw

smell of gasoline.

I am the halfway point, looking

behind and before me in a

beveled edge mirror, eyes

trickling upward into the

spherical sun.

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