YESTERDAYS GUEST

nephilim56

I have left
Like yesterdays guest
Possessions in a duffle bag
Heart wounded..on sleeve.

Blind spots in heavens gaze
Chewing fat with lost souls
Who piss in doorways.
Homeless, drinking cheap wine.

Samuels hat is tilted
For spoils belong to victors
Even victors who are losers
Lost in their own shadows
And the payments are late
For I have left.

  • Author: nephilim56 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 21st, 2023 02:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: even winners can be losers and vice versa
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 6
  • User favorite of this poem: Teddy.15.
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Comments1

  • Teddy.15

    This is fabulous 💖

    • nephilim56

      thanking you,



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