Loose Pages

Loose Pages

cigarette burns on the coffee table

hidden under the coaster

drenched with spillage of tearful drinks

a heart collapsed on a love seat

alone in waiting,

for the next glass of wine to age

in a cabinet disrobed of food

just one can of cold beets

left

as the beaten heart

starves for attention

watching some lame love story

a "B" movie in High Definition

much clearer than his own life

empty TV tray,

next to the coffee table

with the cigarette burns

hidden under the coaster

saturated with his memoirs

in the form of ring stains

from a binder now unbound.

erin-cilberto

7/28/19

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The opening three lines really do explain this scene as the protagonist recalls all the hurts and slights and sins that he has wept into his beer/wine and tried to supress. Once more the image of a lone figure left isolated and loveless and sad shines through this piece Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, John,
j.