Wednesday, October 15, 2008
last call
Wink And A Nod
the distortion of water through pipes
bright white noise in a dimly lit room
meth fingers no match for tired eyes
words hover over then drift out of reach
all sound turning to steam squint glare
consonants, vowels mixing with dissonance
the sting of well-placed adverbs swelling
digits laboring to sift chaffe from grist
the room a sudden choke of sweat and caffeine
flint of flickering thoughts the way paper burns
memory of cigarette smoke distends the abdomen
medicinal wink and a nod of dry red wine
contractions blurred between lost apostrophes
fading glow of lamp buried in the dirt of dreams
stanzas line a ditch slumping martyrs upon martyrs
catholic tendency panhandling for one rich word
silence startles a highbeam across a roadkill
awake stumbles in the cold of a now quiet room
window condensation drips nocturnal omissions
blank pages of liquid crystal displayed
sans music last call slow dance
fourth and long
punt
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