Absence of Light

Abesence of Light

You, beside me
Quiet
Hands on wheel
Leaving
Once again, leaving

You, in front of me
Quiet
Typing away
Ignoring
Focused on avoiding

You, before me
Quiet
Hesitantly embracing
Distant
Fumbling a farewell

Outside
Burning sun
Scalding my eyes
Red from crying

You, inside
Quiet

You, beside me
Quiet
Hands on wheel
Leaving
Once again, leaving

You, in front of me
Quiet
Typing away
Ignoring
Focused on avoiding

You, before me
Quiet
Hesitantly embracing
Distant
Fumbling a farewell

Outside
Burning sun
Scalding my eyes
Red from crying

You, inside
Quiet


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Bulging Wallets, Prada Purses


Walking down aimless, on neon city streets
Full moon cradled high on clear, starless night
Hungry and cold
Starving for a single roll of bread, a hot cup of tea
Rocks and broken glass
Piercing bare feet
Looking in through honey windows
Of jazz-filled bars:
Smiling faces ignorant, oblivious
Wine cups full, beer mugs frothy
Half emptied into round pot-bellies
Fourhundreddollar shoes
Fivehundreddollar suits
Bulging wallets and Prada purses
Not a penny to spare
Poor empty souls
No better than I
No better at all