Detach your limbs of sorrow
and remove the poison vessel
from your throat.
Wipe away the vexation
from your lips, flush out
the melancholia from
your mind, keep the tap
from your eyes running.
Steadily pluck each worn out nail,
toss them into the sink,
wash and scrub the scum of
regret off your skin.
Shave all the strands of decay
from your scalp, soak
your feet in lukewarm water,
breathe slowly through your pores.
Make sure your heart remains
where it should be, keep your
veins intact, let your blood do
the flowing.
Then, embrace yourself for
a good bout of living. |
