Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Young Man

My mind crazed with magic
and desperate omens,

I ache and crave and seek
sex( a ride to the land of my bloom),

certain that a sudden perfect stroke
will set my whole life right,

my fate a fever, a dream
I wait to awaken

finally and forever,
each new clue

a possible key
to my impossible destiny.

The rest is death.
Diving at clues is all I know I can do.



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