POEM TITLE
Kiss The Bride.
POEM
Kiss The Bride.
What bond of madness
Adjoins me still
To a place..with veto..
Over my ways & will.
What communion of insanity
Allows me..to lay my Life..
In the hands..
Of Others.
Friends..have I seen
But this ship..(Friendship)
Of which we sail..
Is one...that conotes..
Fear..Regard & Caution.
Quit..O Quit
This mortal frame
That I might Languish
Into life..
Many hath strife
But I..I have found peace..
At the... Lobster Pot Pub..
On the Firth of Forth.
Not even in the depths
Of my experiences & interactions..
Have I come to understand..
This..that absorbs..me quite.
Steals my senses..
Shuts my sight..
Draws my breath..
Pandemoans my emotions..
O..tell me..my soul..
Could this be death/Love..?
All these..Through remembrance..
As in a day of Marriage..
Do I hear..A priestly voice say..
YOU MAY KISS THE BRIDE.