Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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CONCUPISCENCE

Concupiscence, a word full
of desire, lust, dark corners
long endless walks, sense
weakened, instincts frayed
against solid block walls
hard volcanic cement fitted
tight, hedging up tradition
bells toll Mass, pricks habit
unsettles thoughts, far from
equilibrium, deceived by
illusion, a fool’s recompense.




© Jan G. Otterstrom F. June 10, 2014