The lamp flickers As it burns through The last of the oil Outside, snow falls A log on the fire I pretend it’s you Covering
Category: Poetry & Prose
If Only
There was nothing soft about her fragrance That whiskey breath Could peel the chrome off the bumper Of my ’83 Chevy But god-damn I loved
Locked Away
Why does this caged beast sing While the world burns around it Lulled by deaf-tone melodies Placate with the newest of things And the prettiest
Hide & Seek
I can’t remember How many days it’s been Lost in these hours Through deep exhale The crisp autumn air Burns cold With each inhale There’s
The Sand
And sometimes the blue turns to grayAs lost puppies push their nose into the sandDigging along the shoreFor something, anythingWasting away, starving, thirstyHow long can
Someday Maybe
I made a promise To an old friend That I’d be back This way someday But a restlessness Sleeps down Inside me Burning questions In
