Matthew Young : Writing

in the night

in the night

A Poem by Matthew Young


we wait like shadows of the past etched in fragments along idle street corners where strangers pass hidden lovers with dark motives a plume ..
gypsykiss

gypsykiss

A Poem by Matthew Young


each way has gone before stumbling down uneven rules shadowplayatnight ringing ears the dread of morning waking up beside oblivion and the p..
mirrorblues

mirrorblues

A Poem by Matthew Young


i look in the mirror and see myself as someone i'm unsure of an unfamiliar friend distant and reduced to nothing multiplied by infinity bare che..
street lights

street lights

A Poem by Matthew Young


we keep standing beneath diamond street lights hoping for something more something to remove us from the carpet where we've grown accustomed and ..
actors

actors

A Poem by Matthew Young


i knew that things could never belike they werestill i tried to bring you downback into the past where we ran beforekids with no worriesand lots of fe..
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bundles of honey (street sounds)

bundles of honey (street sounds)

A Poem by Matthew Young


once before youth calculating the voice of her truth riddles around broom sticks propped up against open doors where they hid their tired trick..
thunderblossom

thunderblossom

A Poem by Matthew Young


stuck out sitting on the line like lapis blue broken bells chime the city clock counting change in a corner cafe woosh goes the wind riding a ..