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Tettinger Tries Vacation
His first in twenty years.
He dreamed, each night,
past lovers returned. They’d
All betrayed him but
He was hard pressed to say
who was prisoner of whom.
Upon waking
he found the loss keener,wondered if these lovers
--heralds of approaching doom,
came to beguile him,
so he would accept his fate.
Only his grave loneliness
kept him from cursing them,
raising an alarm,
rousing the other sleepers.
They raised some specter within his breast,
to walk again in the world; some portion
of him laid to rest,
which now warmed him, offered
hope.
He said that such ghosts
tempted doomed miners,
hypoxic and dreaming of home,
in airless, darkened prison.
He willed himself to sleep
but even slumber betrayed him,
so he kept a quiet vigil, waiting
for the sun to burn away these phantoms
with its white, purifying, rays.
His first in twenty years.
He dreamed, each night,
past lovers returned. They’d
All betrayed him but
He was hard pressed to say
who was prisoner of whom.
Upon waking
he found the loss keener,wondered if these lovers
--heralds of approaching doom,
came to beguile him,
so he would accept his fate.
Only his grave loneliness
kept him from cursing them,
raising an alarm,
rousing the other sleepers.
They raised some specter within his breast,
to walk again in the world; some portion
of him laid to rest,
which now warmed him, offered
hope.
He said that such ghosts
tempted doomed miners,
hypoxic and dreaming of home,
in airless, darkened prison.
He willed himself to sleep
but even slumber betrayed him,
so he kept a quiet vigil, waiting
for the sun to burn away these phantoms
with its white, purifying, rays.