GuestA Poem by KateIntended to be lyrics for a friend's song..
Late afternoon
Early guest sipping The house's mad tunes Turned away From the door He's eyeing the bartender's cleavage Laughing at cheesy jokes He's chatting her up As if he gave a f**k The clock on the wall Mirroring the moon's shadow The clock on the wall Ticking in the rhythm Of a late night show The clock on the wall Doesn't bother him at all The time has stopped In the middle of beats And fancy party tricks The time has hushed In the middle of A crowd crying Out loud the song Of the current vogue Late afternoon Has melted the night Into the early hours So sudden a leap To the puddle Of feeling so sluggish So idle he is now... Sleeping in the barmaid's arms © 2020 Kate |
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Added on January 19, 2020 Last Updated on January 19, 2020 AuthorKateCzech RepublicAboutI come from the Czech Republic. I've been studying English for several years (I am just about to finish my studies). I started writing "poetry" that doesn't rhyme in Czech, but one day I lapsed into E.. more..Writing
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