Life Preserver

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I do believe there
is a way to speak of
the soul which is not
a cliché worked in cross
stitch or a word used
mainly at church or
séances. It requires deep

excavation in the dirt
with pen as trowel
and a bit of whiskey
never hurts, for this
is thirsty work and I
can’t help but continue

this endeavor, futile
though it might be
because if I don’t keep
pushing this ink around
I will be lost at sea
as it were
with no one there
to save me.

~

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