In the second month
of this terrible year
I was drunk on hope
before I crashed into his wall—
the wall
I’d been leaning against for years—
the wall that had, built into it,
a small door I could pass into—
a door with a bright red
EXIT sign
marked clearly once I got inside
and could look around in awe
at all the marvels
he kept close to the windows.
And each time he invited me in
I knew I could only stay
a little while
before he’d send me away
with a promise
to give me the key
as soon as he tied up all the loose ends
in the life he wanted to leave—
and because I thought love
wasn’t allowed to argue
I told him it would be okay
if this was all he could give me—
these small sips that tasted like love.
But since then
the oxygen that kept us buoyant
slowly disappeared
and all the sweetness turned,
like his unhurried heart,
into an intoxicating acid
I still crave.



“The Absinth Drinker” by Edgar Degas, 1876

Published by demarisgaunt

I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio.  My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life.  My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine. Cheers! ~DeMaris

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