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By
Bronson Thomas
What Mourning?
Shimmers of sunlight glisten against the faded pane of the half-open window
Greeted by a goose down comforter
Complimented by a whistling old world tea kettle.
Wisps of blue mountain beans wafting into my nostrils
Roasting to perfection amidst the crisp chilly air
I roll over, my glare meeting a pair of brown eyes that I could easily get lost in
Her cold nose presses into my chin
The taste of warm salvia leaf sweetener and mouthwash is welcomed
Those delicate warm fingers gently and briskly take off my briefs
She does all the work so effortlessly it seems
As I stand at attention, she loves all over me
Oh how I bask in the ambiance of her short rhythmic squeaks of approval
Ah, now this is what I call living,
Beams of sunlight tear through the deteriorating holes of my tarp
Eagerly greeting the warmth of the sun vigorously
What a sight for sore eyes, yes, sore and swollen shut
How painful the frost of the morning, yes, how wicked is its bite
It took all day yesterday to thaw out from the previous night
Stomach growls from the painful hunger, at least I wasn’t abruptly awaken
Beaten by prowling transients left bleeding and violently shaken
Never drank alcohol or smoked crack
All I want is my childhood back
As I sit up I’m wet, shivering, with feet frozen stiff
My natural inclination is to survive
If it wasn’t I would have long thrown me off a cliff
A slow and miserable curse this is
Oh, how I dread waking,
Surrounded by people, yet I’m all alone
They say to each his or her own
Just another unfortunate morning
Ah, now this is what I call dying.
Where they’ll be no more mourning.
Bronson Thomas
Bronson Thomas Senior was born in Santa Barbara, California where he spent many useless years heavily procrastinating after serving in the United States Marine Corps. With a lost love for intravenous drugs and a bad habit of drinking cheap vodka from a paper bag, Thomas, now squeaky clean, resides in Goleta, California where he spends most of his time fathering three of his pride and joys. However, when not at home, he can be found pursuing his Computer Network Engineering major at Santa Barbara City College SBCC.
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