Ignition
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Ignition
bad sedan,
free fall
wings amiss
body not
high tower
the sky flies away
death isn't proud
when the angels
hit the pavement
and the car
won't start.
erin-cilberto
12/22/22
© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto
Reviews
MADD owns the tower now. I suppose the angels may have called the tower home.
Winston
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
might have...thank you, Winston,
j.
I read this as a metaphor for dating when things go a wry and yo7 miss again but that’s just me. Lol. Merry Xmas.
Posted 1 Year Ago
I read this as a metaphor for dating when things go a wry and yo7 miss again but that’s just me. Lol. Merry Xmas.
1 Year Ago
I like that....thank you, andrew...
j.
Funny how they never start when you need them to and funny how we always need them to.
Posted 1 Year Ago
Funny how they never start when you need them to and funny how we always need them to.
1 Year Ago
thanks, will,
j.
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Added on December 24, 2022
Last Updated on December 24, 2022
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jacob erin-cilberto Carbondale, IL
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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po..
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