Evanescent
by Cameron Neilson
Shadows filtering
through
my brain.
Deliquescent,
and
formed into
dim light teardrops.
Drunk.
My upper lip –
beer foam.
My fingers –
vaginal juices.
Helios now
speaking through
parted
shutters.
Slices of mandarin,
through which
motes,
atoms,
move upwards,
ascend.
A perfect moment
for sleep,
for nihil.
Copyright © 2004 Cameron Neilson
 Cameron
Neilson lives with his wife and two dogs in
Tulsa, Oklahoma. He studied psychology at the University of Oklahoma
and served four years in the Marine Corps. Cameron learned German so he
could read the work of Herman Hesse in the original language.
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