Nocturne 82

Tirzah Juarez

 

I am here

Where are you

I passed my life upon the blue

Way out west

Nights with you were the best

Hands locked are known to confess

Shun the style in which I ink

I wasted life upon the brink

A barge floating across the kitchen sink

With the street lamp burning through my dress

Cruel winds and I

And loneliness

 

 

 

 

-tirzah marie 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Tirzah Marie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2018 11:15
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • dusk arising

    'I wasted life upon the brink

    A barge floating across the kitchen sink'

    Thats just so damned funny or sad - can't make my mind up which way to see it.
    Nice work.



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