Over Easy

 Over Easy

 

 

 

Brooklyn eccentricities

woman with auburn locks

predisposed to a white line or two

 

a lover or two

heart infested with harsh memories

a father who bent the rules

 

emotions turned into a corpse

a headstone with magnetic blue eyes

she walks ahead

 

a hand to hold hidden in a coat pocket

safe,

tears behind bars

 

she will not set them free

and that ties her to a cell

maybe another white line or two

 

and then a solo drive to anywhere

west

and a new state of acceptance

 

of herself,

where she can dance pirouettes

in April

 

and forget old men

who eat bullets

as they drink wine for breakfast.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/6/2022

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

This is story telling and amazing poetry Jacob.
"and forget old men
who eat bullets
as they drink wine for breakfast"
The above lines. Strong and understood. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Coyote,
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.