On Envy

Jealousy burns
a whiskey trail
blurring truth and myth.
Too bad. Without its shackles
I would pave a new trail
Not covet his.

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Chosen Soul

You render
A vague, uncompromised chastity
An exposed soul
Love without expectation
Never malignant
Never the green darkness of envy

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