Friday, 12 May 2017

Just Like Kevin

A poem from 1993

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Home alone
silence is deafening
enjoy it while it lasts

Home alone
silence is frightening
it might last forever
Never the joy
of a good-night kiss
or a kiss
of any description

I
masochist
I
shattered
but on the mend
changing
yet the same

Time passes
I grow older
the poems remain the same
the bed is never shared
the silence is killing me

2 comments:

  1. Talk about bleak

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    1. That's how it was. You can tell my older poetry by how miserable it is.

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