Feb. 7, 2012

The Burn Of Choice

by James Collins (author's profile)

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The Burn of Choice

I am an old man
In a young man's skin
My nest is dark
It is from there
That I dream
Interpret my soul
Under the moon's yellowish grin

Desire and deceit wrestle
One embraces dance
The other convicts
With the burn of choice
Darkness is an owlish soul
I dare not wake
The dream may be real

—James Collins

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