Orgone TDM - Mourning Dove
It beckoned me
To a burning reel
Of expired dreams
“Pull a tab of my
Saturnine cyanide
And sleep.”
The mourning dove
A timbre rich
Awakened me from my penultimate ditch
To an anodyne
A panorama: a feeble sign
Of the wellspring
While strangers on a train
In a pastel dream of bliss
Preen for each other’s
Wry grins, then slip
Unconsummated
To the dining car
Lusting for
Mutually assured destruction
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The silver dove It beckoned me To a burning reel Of expired dreams “Pull a tab of my Saturnine cyanide And sleep.” The mourning dove A timbre