Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Ode to an Opium Addict





In dream,
he saw, he saw
Abyssinian maiden,
damsel with dulcimer,
more...
Sacred rivers running,
caverns measureless,
sunless sea,
'neath pleasure dome.

Released from fears...

(Now there creeps
in a thought, she sighed,
that p'raps he was
too trusting,
hence he died...)