Lonesome Neon Night

Thomas W Case



Angels with broken wings,
frostbitten dreams,
morphine nights,
and gangrene schemes.
She had that broken glass sadness.
The kind that gets worse with
every slammed door and every
lazy moon mad night.
The light in her eyes was dim,
like a candle in the fog, or like
a frog that dreams of flying, but
wakes up to the same old pond,
day after degrading day.
God, every time I see her, I want to
take her home and give her a bath,
feed her strawberries and rub her feet.
I want to free her from the rain slick
suffering she's stuck in, wash away the
stench of the lonely diesel strangers,
but I can't save her, hell I can't even
save myself.  So I bum her a Midnight Special,
and light it for her, with a brief sulfuric blaze
of glory bereft of any lasting light...
walk away...Jack-O-Lantern grin,
into the lonesome neon night.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 23rd, 2023 00:10
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Comments10

  • tallisman

    Really good, enjoyed your readings as well. Thank you.

  • Thomas W Case

  • Arastu Goyal

    I really enjoyed reading this! Your reading was very impressive! I really loved the imagery here, nice post

  • 2781

    I visit San Francisco, Christmas 1999, I seen all the sad bits, but also noticed integrity amongst it.
    My life changed after that.
    I get it.

  • orchidee

    Good write T.

  • Teddy.15

    Absolutely beautiful, to see the soul of anyone and of course, just a quick fix but probably something precious to her. ❤️

  • Bobby O

    That broken glass sadness - freaking brilliant.
    That frog flying but finding ,,,,

  • aDarkerMind

    gritty and touching at the same time.

    superbly written Thomas.

  • Neville



    Very much my enjoyed sir, very much my indeed .. Neville

  • David A Liebermann

    The is a beautiful writing. I enjoy it very much.



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