B. Mahoney : Writing

The Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

The Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

A Poem by B. Mahoney


Some nights the smoke gets in your eyesSome nights you're the lordOf the well washes heathensImmune to the sinking feelingThat typically accompani..
Slip

Slip

A Poem by B. Mahoney


Excuse the brevity where a single point of lights meets Jack Nickle-Son I can begin to see part of the picture great time to be alive I suppose ..
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A Poem by B. Mahoney


A night or two