In The Supine Despair Poem by john o'connell

In The Supine Despair



in the supine despair
that infiltrates every corner
of the spirit's suffocating
privacies
we yearn to mate,
to grasp
and breath
hope and the simplest
joys.

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Limerick, Ireland
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