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the car

July 21st, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #370 for Joanne Ruocco

 

 

frozen in time

everything has stopped

i feel it all inside me

i am not void of it in any way

it’s all just so motionless

frozen in time

 

black coffee at midnight

strains my eyes open

scraping through my heart

breathing life into it

as I couldn’t in that dream

purple and motionless

ostracized through every door

threw me all off balance

bitter heat, dreading what is about to come

black coffee about to interrupt

 

the smell is lingering

and I can’t seem to wash it off

confusing doubt with nostalgia

counting the steps as the door is about to open

and it’s all over from here

 

Load it up…

 

 

 

 

af

 

 

 

 

(written five years ago…)

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