more.

Drag the blade down through martini ramblings
Measuring time in cigarettes


I’m swallowing words with saccharin promises

They taste just like childhood
Just like ambition


3 nails left to be hammered in place
Slamming down this prevarication on blue keys
And tiny metal stamps


A desolated story
A split lip
A violent kiss



I want more…

Reviews

[Angela]

saccharin promises..taste just like childhood. Incredible. My review wont do this piece justice. All I can say is it made me feel. I love the end.

[miSS LEaf]

encore..!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is a deep poem .. for me it is.
Wonderfully written.. great images and metaphors.

"A desolated story
A split lip
A violent kiss"

'I want more'...
The last line is also very good.
This is not a proper review, i apologize... but this poem is great.

Chloe