Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I Remember...

When today's sorrow persisted until tomorrow. As the confines of the unkempt room, secured thoughts of reclusion past noon. Then the comfort of shrewd fear never grazed so near. Brushing chance mistaken fate, untimely, yet punctually late. Just one more dire dose, always second to last, perpetually indisposed. But then the sky and the haze, mercifully parted ways. Our coincidence, your lovesick stare, the stale brew ridden dare. The poetry you sing, eunique flings, the bullshit rings, and our perfected kinks. This harmony like youth embraced, slowly fades. I'm gone the next day...

2 comments:

Tracy said...

The most beautiful garment of poetry ive yet to whimsically peruse…

Leaves me listless and in love at the same time

Tracy said...

still love it