The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for July 1996
the pain
replaced by a
filled-in hollow
of tension
and
concern
once attacked
now the vessels
cleared the mind so
altered that
the rest
of time is weighed
each day
each new
morning
of
familiar fear
i surrender:
to the
chaos i sip
elixers and i wait
the days for works
and wizards
the
nights for peace
and dreams
and morning