Sage

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Steven Sams

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Sage was burned in every corner, and still we gathered ghosts.
Only after forty years or so, my innocence was lost.
Thus unprepared yet debonair, I dove in awfully deep,
Held my breath. My long guisarme was rutted in the steep.

Seaweed green when raw, forest green when rotten.
Sewage in my heart, I lie besotted, my dreams of joy forgotten.

The bees are in the garden, and the ants are underground.
A snake is sleeping in the bag again but listens for a sound.
The database of record keeps a tab on desolation.
A cool compress on blackened eye lacks comfort's consolation.

Seaweed green when raw, forest green when rotten.
Sewage in my heart, I lie besotted, my dreams of joy forgotten.

They're calling. They're calling.
No less than, no greater than, not unique.
Find the motivation and leave.

There's honey for a biscuit, and the price is awfully cheap.
Even here I don't belong, I got it wrong, but still it was very sweet.
I won't look back, I can't go back, of course I know the way.
I don't deserve to be mortified in the light of day.

Seaweed green when raw, forest green when rotten.
Sewage in my heart, I lie besotted, my dreams of joy forgotten.

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