- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Three down
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Click hereA dark marker of what used to be...
read " The man no longer lives here. "
What now? Who will conquer the old path?
Who will fill the empty void with wrath?
Question all that ever was.
Not me, I am not strong enough.
I will stumble and fall, I promise.
This in not my destiny, no, not mine.
How about you? Are you having the espresso?
The lady says the mocha is fine,
but what does she know?
She can't find number three down...
a four letter that describes your anguish.
Fuck! what was that word?
We met once and I was great,
but I quickly showed my colours.
That's not me, no, not me.
I'm not the guy I was yesterday
and I'll hate who I am tomorrow. I'll pound the post to hang the sign...
" The man no longer lives here."
The truth is he never did,
he never unpacked his bags.
He just kept...
Fuck! What was that word?
- COMMENTS
jthserraalmost 20 years agosome excellent phrasing that bogged down in a couple of places, but then, almost immediately jumped back up. You'll want to fix the second of these lines:
"I will stumble and fall, I promise.
This in not my destiny, no, not mine."
You follow the stumble with my favorite lines of the poem:
"How about you? Are you having the espresso?
The lady says the mocha is fine,
but what does she know?"
All in all, very good, and very interesting.
jim : )
