The End

I

 

You were saying something profound about God’s temper as it applies to drug abusers. I was wearing that yellow/green flannel frown you gave me last Christmas (to see if you’d notice).  I remember the quake-jolt so clearly because there were big orange paper pumpkins swinging from the ceiling of that discount disaster shelter. The tidal wave was nearing the pristine shoreline. 70% chance of pain. I’ve never fully trusted numbers or blondes.

 

II

 

Background noise of the mob sounds like a derailed train. No free WiFi signal in the frozen marble hall, but I use my laptop as a DVD player. Quoting that funny actor with the thick beard has been your favorite conversational trapdoor for years. A monochrome ghost calls me into the abyss. I’d let you hold my laughter if I could find your hands in this dark oaken blur.

 

III

 

Somehow, I always knew I would end this way. You look so cold framed in your blue silk blouse. I think of those times we barely made it, and wish I could cry into your chest. Gavel splits my skull with sniper precision. Liquid loneliness has swallowed the entire skyline. I was your hillside mansion. Now, I am just worm-ridden driftwood tossed on a careless tide. Each time I reach for the shore it vanishes.         

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

"I was wearing that yellow/green flannel frown you gave me last Christmas (to see if you'd notice)'. great line..
I love your poetry thus far. It is deep but not the kind of deep that leaps over your, or some of our heads.
Much heartache within these lines as i read it and a wonderful poem.

Chloe

[OT]

ahh great stuff!! as always, descriptions galore, slightly dark tinted glasses to accompany = win!! nice!

[Nothing Personal]

Oh...A savage piece , so much hidden ache, so much agony in this apparently camouflaged write..One of your attributes is you make your point but let the reader's decide whether they want to bask in it or take the tea instead. Great stuff SK.. I am loving this format of yours..Wanna copy the format soon.. :-)

[Crowley]

You have the best hallway vision, wow is all I can say, I absolutely love this little ditty. Great write. Oh and two birds with one stone...congrats on getting the poetry published. You are a rockstar!

[Alex Zynder]

The writing itself is obviously good, but the structure sticks with me too. I'd like to try writing something like this myself!

[Robin]

aaannnnnnnd cut .. a keeper ..

[KAREN]

Liquid loneliness has swallowed the entire skyline. I was your hillside mansion. Now, I am worm-ridden driftwood tossed on a careless tide. Each time I reach for the shore it vanishes. I love that part. makes me think of myself in a way, because every time I take two steps forward I have to go back three. Seems as if I'm never going to get where I want to be in life. This is a very sad poem too, full of powerful words! I really like this!

[Hollow Man]

Mustard gas and frozen roses. I always knew I would end that way too. True and brutal. That always makes for a wicked combo. Good write brother

kgs

[Sunny Skye]

Wow! Very touching. I really like this poem.