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www.djburnham.com, Poetry written i n the 1980's, Poetry, Lyrics, Prose, David Burnham, D.J. Burnham, Dave Burnham

 

The Familiar Groove

My friend drains his young barrel,
Glazed by purple scenes and dreams,
His life a tightrope,
Clockwork mouth,
Playing tapeloop phrases,
Body of a translucent spectre,
Haunting the drunken images,
Of yesterday's mind,
In a barren landscape,
A sickly cycle beckons,
The edge draws nearer,
The debt pushes closer.

But is this flawed jewel,
Set in an indelible future?

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