Just Another Night's Scribble

From the bars window the moon did embrace the bay and i imagine how many befor lost there voice only to drown there soul as I.

I'll reframe from the tear laced bullshit cut through the soul give you a hell bound update like a preverse

news anchor who's voice never shows depth yet just rattels off like some twisted zombie only moving on

for lack of anything else to do.

 

As for friends I'd long since seen that ships embrace to a sunset long past sometimes we must leave to exist if only for a little while in happiness.

Lovers like moments from a sad soul record over a static laced jukebox speak only to what never may be.

Im only going through the paces catching  moments drinking in pain to spit out bitter words and good laughs.

F**k the day dream ive found more soliace in the nightmares reframe.

 

 

Im not the one that once did exist apon the page im the b*****d who was spent befor we met.

In shadows i see lovers never do they grasp the moemnt only bask in the nights satin embrace drunk from booze and sex no  reply is needed.

 

Kill my thoughts please to vanish my face take the exit through the city maybe to find some old ghosts

As demons we are now.

 Saint's we never were.

 

I sit from the bar nights magic no longer within my grasp

Lamp lit streets strangers we are to never truely understand maybe  tommorow are place shall be erased from this misery and plessure ive grasped  at last nothing bt a act in lifes stage.

 

As by the gravyard i walk slow only to here freedoms laughter in hidden voices and a rose scent apon the wind.

Im but a gray water color  from another time.

Masked in nothing surreal to all.

 

As embers of the flame kiss the nights sky only to vanish but how  true a once well lit sight.

Some thing's were never ment to stay for long. 

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

You always take my breath away with the raw and deeply personal observances in life..x There are to many great lines to point out one.. I felt as if I were there watching the footsteps being taken.. And feeling this dull ache that just doesn't seem to go away..x excellent as always..x

[FJ Davis]

Intensely melancholy, John Patrick.
Also, richly illustrative of the artist you truly are!
Stay crazy, Gonzo!--in your unique and most poetic way.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

flame kiss - how fantastic! x