Apology: Beleaguered Soul To Body Poem by Seth Lloyd Norris Thomas

Apology: Beleaguered Soul To Body



While I empathize with and understand
your proclivity for self-preservation, I hope
you can pardon me tonight’s chemical indiscretions.

I, too, harbor no aspirations of expediting the inevitable
end of the mutually beneficial results of respiration.

Weariness, I suppose, is what drives me here—

intermittently invoking lung-death
in the quietly drifting snow.

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