Here Just To Be HereA Poem by Phil R JacobsenEnjoy my bad poetry.Suzanne tries To Remind There would be something to miss Turning his back to her blown kiss With any other level of courage or hurt He might have taken it for all it's worth But he had just enough in his blood To know that her kind of love
Lands men face down at river banks
He looked at the John Allen Smith tattoo On her right breast with Berryman's face Framed with dramatically arched roses
Hair brushes down, quick and even cute Something that could be mistaken for grace But nothing that stops the door as it closes --------------------------------------------------------------------- The streets cold Bruce feels old But doesn't mind distraction from defeat and depression He's had since he found he needed anti depressants He could have sworn it was snowing If it wasn't coming from a hillside that was glowing "I knew it couldn't be snowing in San Francisco. Whatever they lose there will be absorbed whole
By my comfort in relying on the weather."
A woman in a low cut top pulls his eyes down Her hand on her cheek keeps a scarf in place "Seems like this was put here just to be here
Building will be built again and burnt around," She looks at his eyes, they aren't on her face. "This is all here to muddy what's easily clear."
He looks at the side of her breast John Allen Smith should be there It's not somewhere to rest a head But Suzanne, Suzanne, Suzanne Suzanne should be here
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Added on April 12, 2008Last Updated on May 3, 2008 AuthorPhil R JacobsenSan Francisco, CAAboutI'm a short story writer. Even though I think there's nothing more pompous than saying you're a writer. "My views on life are so important that I must write them down in fictional interpretations and.. more..Writing
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