Can’t Be Held

I have released pleasure

from my net.

 

Over the years I have

captured every domesticated thrill,

caught every unguarded illusion.

 

But pleasure was the prize.

 

I cannot nail it in my shadowbox.

It withers when it does

not travel.

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