Attrition

From “A Fine Line “

Late spring

Lilac season almost done

Still light at 8:00

Yet the routine kills

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Lavender dreams

Weekend spas

Flowers blooming

Pantiless, in the grass

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You have nothing if you have loneliness

Especially if you’re a sweet soul

Never understood

Appreciated by very few

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She smells the flowers

Rejoices

Enjoys her lone splendour

Still in the nest

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Attrition is difficult

We’re used to being alone

Crying ourselves to sleep

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We bathe in the goodness of newfound friends

Try to let go of the past

But cry sometimes

To feel better

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Gimme ten minutes of happiness

For a day of sadness

A fair deal

It’s so delightful

Liberating

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My dear

Uncover your facade

Lose your constant giving

Receive some admiration

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I study your face

That wicked half-smile

Hiding all your woes

What I would give to make that smile real

Sincere

To liberate your spirit

Untire your bones

Your emotional baggage

Lift you up

Watch you levitate

That unbearable lightness….

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I write as I wake before dawn

Feeling you

Knowing we’ll meet

Embrace

Kiss

In such an unforced, natural way

With complete freedom

We co-exist

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There’s so much to adjustment

But I trust your judgement

And if all that happens stays only in my head

It shall have to be enough

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Attrition

Escape

Freedom

They have found us

At a later age

But we’re eternally young

Copyright Ted Kouretas 2014

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Epiphanies

From “A Fine Line “

Life hasn’t been so kind
Loop after loop

Hurdle on top of hurdle

Fake news

Imaginary dichotomies

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Things make no sense until they do

Reality seems unreachable

We walk the mortal coil

In the lap of feigned luxury

On porn sites

In executive board meetings

In big cars

At sports events

We walk

We trudge

We recoil

We lose our smile

Eventually

Till our next affair

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Happiness comes not in a pill

It’s gained by chance

By coming in touch with our solitude

And accepting the existence of now

The peace that has been lonely since we

were kids

We wash our soul’s tears away

Yet we’ve been hurt too many times

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Co-existence is the fruit of experience

It is beyond cherry orchards

Or strawberry fields

It is the undefined “it”

That perfect moment

In synchronicity

When all is in the right place

The skies

The spirits

They’re all balanced

And you start enjoying reality
Copyright Ted Kouretas 2017