take your time, while stealing mine by John Sweet
take your time, while stealing mine
finally in the good heat
in pure waves of sunlight
of renewed hope
where our talk of escape seems like
something more than lies and
self-delusion
forget pollock
forget the jumper and
the children he leaves behind
the woman who watches him fall
imagine yourself rising up above
the need for hatred and war
not blind but blinding
brilliant above the rooftops and the
hills and without the fear of
bursting into flames
without the fear of
coming down too soon
without any fear at all
John Sweet sends greetings from the rural wastelands of upstate NY. He is a firm believer in writing as catharsis, and in the continuous search for an unattainable and constantly evolving absolute truth. His latest poetry collections include HEATHEN TONGUE (2018 Kendra Steiner Editions) and BASTARD FAITH (2017 Scars Publications).
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