Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Wearing the Void Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Wednesday 9/11/2013 12:09:00 AM

tilted windmills linger in hero's wake. hot kettles force their cold into the flame. yesterday boasts a fist up tomorrow's ass. distance can be measured in so many ways. making near and far both absurd.

she listens. hungry for those seldom moments when time graciously departs. she chokes. chewing on those rare hours when gravity lets go.

a hummingbird caught up in gust. the nectar chasing its fall.

these shivering towers. of skin and bone. manipulate the math.while love festers. an infected wound.


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