Fillaments

James Long
Aug 3, 2022
1 min read

Your words touched my soul like gossamer wine

Shame less end

But Dionysus drunk I sang

Knowing

Not caring

How the revel would rip-feast my heart

Its the seventeenth Toosday since

Since

The beginning of time I believe

I’ll get back to you, or

Forget what I started

It was Junelike at place-parting

Stop

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