Pat in the Back - A poem
Rain containing resin
leaves a mess every time
getting less and less effective
at washing the filth
off things unlike
what songs touch. . .
the tender layer,
cinching in sparks
flinching astrologic
in every cell
stuttering grandiose
as unknown as death
as helpless as true love,
pet upon,
dreams don't like it
so they leave the skin
untouched by their ends
beading on the blushing cheeks.
soaked in yellow sofa
the bed rolls closer
when the sleep wheel flattens
on broken vial potions.
fingers sting
outreaching
for my wayside
silky drips
of anxiety's promise
to behold me
in the lowliness.
but the sun
penetrates with justice
swears to consume us
in time
it does not know
and our time
the Sun
will consume too.
nice
Intersting...... thanks for sharing,,,,upvoted
Very nice Poetry... Beautiful words used....
this reminds me of milo's lyrics! do you listen to him? let's go see him live in cinci on dec 14th!!!
It is about knowing people and their side of the story..
It is about learning..