SMXII - I

SMXII covers a series of writings I did during my drunken summer of 2012. Often, they were related to love, which is a difficult subject for me. When drunk, I wrote in my little black journal.

We had a quaint encounter within a dream

When I had distanced myself from these tirades

You approached as an unholy vampire

I was left empty and unapologetic

This possession has brought me to my knees

Whereas I am met in embrace sans sympathy

A squire to oversee the rise of an empire

As my heart is quenched in unforgiving sorrow

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Speaking as a man who can handle his drink as well as a type writer, all I can really say is this is something we (writer's) come across. It is a interpretation of our impression. Worst part is it's a knock out in a skirt when we have a skin full of vice in our system. But there is the above computation of ourselves and contemporary positions

[mhylands]

Thank you, I like the way you put that. I'm glad to know you understand and can recognize the message.