two in the afternoon

two in the afternoon

tea cups and compost

illiterate proximity to superfluous 

engagement

conversation aloof 

sits upon a roof

with a drunk raven

a little alcohol

mixed with poetic sips

of contradiction

can smell it on their breath

pretentious tongues

will imbibe madness one day

and the simple minds

will only complicate their matters

into unread, discarded verse.

erin-cilberto

7/31/18

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

"Tea cups and compost" brings to mind having my ex-wife's muffins with afternoon tea.
Your words are always crisp, fresh and biting; just-made poetic salad with a bourbon dressing.
Powerful post!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Jimmy.
j.

[Winslow Des Totes]

This is epic in it's depth and precision of the crisp word choice! I will have to read this several times over :D Great write!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Winslow.
j.

[Winslow Des Totes]

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

says the true poet....think we all too often have these conversations...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Queenie.
j.