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4/21/15: Poem; NaPoWriMo Writer’s Prompt #21

 

Erasure: from Symbols of Transformation by Jung

 

curious moments,

seconds,

impressions –

seem to be mine

although,

not the case…

I taste

moments

and it takes

only a moment

to dispel this impression

and find

on the other hand

essences

too strong

(make me almost ill).

A lady, exquisite,

for an instant

becomes mine

probably not

for three or more seconds

disappears

gives place to

easier agreeable suggestion.

I have the illusion –

up to a minute,

of really taking part –

action,

instead of

illusion

moving

in my own breast.