Filed Under: Poetry
A late night journey home
Flashes of poetry and regret
The latest obsession blasting in my ears
Looping repeat one
Musing on the evening’s events
I rub my tired aching head
My hands hold the odor of end-of-summer sweat,
five cigarette’s smoke and whiskey I shouldn’t have drank
The street’s occupants
craven, bizarre, some beautiful
Studying one another from blurry searching eyes
Advertising grotesque anonymous sex
The smell of rotten fruit and fish and beer
waft with the intensity of tornadoes…
Whiskey. Willie. Your god damned hanging on.
You look at empty spaces just as you look at me.
Nothing. Then Someth … No. Nothing.
Go on. Go. Please.
For your loving wife.
For your daughter. On the edge of a cliff.
For you. Most of all. For you.
To death, Father. To death.
I love you. To death.
No affliction is so great
As the twisting tight
Of a bed without your lover.
Her slippers by the door
A strand of her hair resting on the empty pillow
The nest of blankets often put to the side
now wrap me in my solitude.
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Lurching, suspended over chill depths,
I ponder my monolith.
Smooth and warm and heaven to touch, my monolith
Housed in […]
A girl in athletic gear bounded up the walkway to a derelict indisposed. I watched her bend over a vagrant, hover closely over him, speaking to him as if trying to rouse an intimate friend. Fruitless efforts to incite motivation. There were gimmicks, rolls, murmurs, coughs, cackling, bitching and moaning. There were people watching people […]