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Upon Leaving the Tavern

By Dustin Pickering

(With due apologies to Amir Khusrau and Omar Khayyam)

I left the tavern empty cup in hand

seeking my only love in the land.

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I follow behind the earthly caravan

as eyes from the Beloved blissfully command.

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My bare feet draw solace from the sand.

What love was left is now forever damned.

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The moonlight scolds my gaze to reprimand.

I quietly fill my belly with wine from Your hands.

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Once drunk I understood love’s immortal bands.

A song filled my heart, both true and grand.

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Dustin Pickering is the founder of Transcendent Zero Press and editor-in-chief of Harbinger Asylum. He has authored several poetry collections, a short story collection, and a novella. He is a Pushcart nominee and was a finalist in Adelaide Literary Journal’s short story contest in 2018. He is a former contributor to Huffington Post. 

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