Reflection #8

On a tear,
on the brink of a new revelation.

Your body is drunk,
but the mind in yearning for some paix de l’âme*.

The conscience–
that old prostitute, a simulacrum of the traverse nobilitity,
is anxiously looking for another shot
of bourbon.

You let her lead you to the labyrinth of your suppressed desires.

O’ Minotaur!

 


* paix de l’âme – (french) peace of mind.

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