Empty house.
No one around to share the days news
The days views
Or its consequences.
Corridors long left lonesome
Reach for me
Batting away cobwebs with
Chrome knob fingers and
Bevel edged wrists.
A widow's room
Empty at last from
A constant shuffle
of Tramps
Whores
Impersonators
and Thieves.
Dinner for one
In evenings sepia tones,
As cold air flies in on the
Tiny wings of an intoned itch.
A last look through the rooms
Before lights are snuffed
And today turns swiftly
To yesterday.















Comments
And I relate.
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If I lay here.. if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told. Before we get too old. Just show me a garden that's bursting into life. Let's waste time chasing cars around our heads.
You're my new bestest friend. =]
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If I lay here.. if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told. Before we get too old. Just show me a garden that's bursting into life. Let's waste time chasing cars around our heads.
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If I lay here.. if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told. Before we get too old. Just show me a garden that's bursting into life. Let's waste time chasing cars around our heads.
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It's a sandwich.... OF DEATH
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