7:14, dirty pigeons, nicotine, dirty thoughts

7:14, dirty pigeons, nicotine, dirty thoughts

A Poem by Tkess

 

Movements slowed, thoughts drift, head lost

Whisky drank, punch-drunk, room dark

Streetlights on, TV off, radio low

Nothing’s right, everything’s wrong, nothing left

Snow falls, ghostly blanket, minds dull

Cool chill, cold shoulders, hot air

Fevered tips, evening unravels, descends uncoiled

Float on, the night, handcuffed

Goliath with David mask, self-defeated

Ending’s swift, beginning’s brutal, self-flagellation

Moon rises, night falls, I sink

 

© 2011 Tkess


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Tkess
Tkess

Pittsburgh, PA



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