my dearest friend…

lampshade glows…
a book of poems by Ted Hughes…
laundry detergent…
an empty wallet…
bottle of aspirin…

soul stirs in the middle of the night…
a train whistle wailing…
tumbled sheets…
an empty coffee pot…
books lost then found…a life lost then found…

two copper mugs…
wine glasses…
a ceramic cup picturing a snowy day…
Ulysses at my finger tips…
Tropic of Capricorn within reach…

rediscoveries of life…
forgotten items…
things taken for granted…
the darkness outside does not show light…
jazz is the constant…

old friends…
new ground…
life keeps going…
love remains…
and you are the reason…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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