Buried YesterdayA Poem by A.J.
I buried myself yesterday- it went
without ceremony Just cinders and then ashes, a bottle
of Jack presiding I spent the most of the day
reminiscing the past- You know the place; Its where devils
and Ex’s go To pound war drums and whisper
sinister curses Then something inanimate, we’ll call
him Wilson, Said something walking the lines of “Look to the stars, Bowen” or
something similar I took the advice and built myself a
nice fire, then went inside and grabbed a few
things, mostly lingering memories and broken
picture frames how quickly it turned into a Pyre as all that defined me for so long
turned to smolders leaving only the framework for
something distinct- something bolder. © 2013 A.J.Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 15, 2013 Last Updated on July 15, 2013 AuthorA.J.Ft. Gibson, OKAboutMy pen name is AJ. As far as writing, I enjoy finding the beauty, the tragedy, the strength and the reality of everything, right down to smallest, seemingly most insignificant details. The world as I .. more..Writing
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