This Morning I Awoke Poem by Michael Pruchnicki
This Morning I Awoke
Today I burn in the cold waters of grace
Tomorrow I drown in the hot flames of lust
Today I am what I am
Tomorrow I will be what I was
Waters of grace that burned me
Flames of lust that drowned me
We burned in the blue waters of the Pacific
We drowned in the black forests of Germany
Now we lie buried in the mists of time
Friday, October 17, 2008
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