flashes of past loves and embarrassing times

flit into my consciousness fleetingly


a warm embrace and the rocking of loins

or the faux pas of presumption


that left one feeling like a fool

in front of strangers


the images pass and are again subsumed

into the dull content of one's entire awareness


this dark cloudy autumn afternoon






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