Fool's Gold

For those of us who think burying things will make them go away.

I feel like drinking
maybe I'll find myself 

at the bottom of a bottle.

Where there might

be a window of opportunity
to shut on my own fingers.

The fool that I am.

Repentance

and pure adulterated remorse.

I feel like sad songs

lined with salted anxiety.

Where my heart

should feel less likely

to kiss and tell.

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

We are our own worst enemy and if we seek salvation at the bottom of a bottle we will have plenty of tales not to tell as our heart will keep them all a secret. the more we indulge down that path the more we will have sad songs to sing. Where fools rush in others simply watch. :P

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

The title itself grabbed me!

Poem itself extended that virtue.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

You take my breath away.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

this gem reads like a confessional tipped on its curved side~ stunning metaphorical and dreamy of texture~ I love the emotional drops caught on the tip of the mind~

[WynterPhoenix]

"Where there might
be a window of opportunity
to shut on my own fingers."

Love these lines. Great write.