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May 2014
There have been numerous,
endless,
beginnings,

yet only one
finale,

one send off to them all.

hats off boys,
that's a big one

there go the stars
oh boy oh boy.

paired off into an infinite sunset
swan lake dozing at noon

sweat and bugs
comfortable
neat alcohol,
sweet.

fingers are touching lips
saliva like desert dust,
like streams trickling dry.

wink out.
turn it on.

fill out the space;
forever and ever and
(don't let go.)

the beginning was optional,
the ending uncontrollable.

each beginning was
written and read,

but none of us could
stay up late enough

to see how it all ends
for everyone's sweat, spit, blood, *****, anything, that has ever brushed off on me. for the disgusting beauty of the human spirit; carry on regardless, never let dirt get in the way.
H W Erellson
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H W Erellson
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