allan-e-bartlettWhisper

American
Sort
AluminumCold cylinder cradled back and forth, / Bubbles occasionally rise for release. / Sipping silently questioning my feet
8
2.8k
Stumble & FallOn the crowded streets of life (think 51st and 5th) / I never thought I'd stumble on a candied ginger rock / Out of which the most gorgeous daisy would bloom
12
1.5k
Hedonist Garagekeeping warm by that old stove / kicking back shots and / always a beer in hand
66
1.3k
GorgonHow can you conveniently more fit / Me inside of you, your life / What do you expect inspector?
23
1.1k
Perpetual MotionI make such effort to / reconcile what was thought / yesterday in dreams written
35
1.1k
sipping diner coffee with swollen lipssadness how could I ever forsake / the sacred? / indeed child sometimes
26
1.1k
The CatacombsShe's last year's model. / Scouring the sewers now / For a temporary replacement
24
954
Sunday FeelingIt's getting late, we've run out of time. / A high - too high, now coming down. / Plucking stones from a dry stream bed,
16
816
Honeyspot HotelWe tweaked on/off / for hours at mischievous hotels / Sporadic neon lights flashing in/out
23
697
Honeyspot HotelWe tweaked on/off / for hours at mischievous hotels / Sporadic neon lights flashing in/out
23
666
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write