Tomorrow creeps it's been
said.
I have nothing to offer as balm.

The hours tritely signal the new
est

hollow minutes.  The breeze
through my shabby thoughts
finds no place
to rest

Will there be a

another song?

Someone will sing it

so wrongly yet familiarly
time you carved

into me?⁰

Just past noon on a summer day
today  is fighting to let me go

I am trapped in a

vortex from
which I will never be let go.

I beg to be forgotten
by

you

the prying and the Poetry
I writ

before pity turned our

journey to

Salt..


Caroline Shank
July 1, 2025

Reunion

One bright day, in the middle
Of July two great loves
Got up

to Fight.

There were no more

Kisses.

One Great Love waited
while the other
Spit on his hands
      And went back to work.

It's the heat that makes me

Crazy.

I am fertilized with the
salt of years.  


I

Sadness has

Accomplish

So long ago a time.

That time has scratched

you

like a tattoo

onto the outline of my
body..

I remain in my old age

Yours to do
With me some
things

Where there is little time
for hand candy

Or

Tears.


Caroline Shank


,

There is no need to
read

here of a wasted life. The
Days slide now into the

abyss.  

Neitxche saw the walls
close in a
drugged
relevation.

I cant scream his name

Or any other.

The echo has landed
And
I am strapped to here

forever.

Oh my God I survive
and You

have

Lied to me.

Caroline Shank
6.20.25

We will Never  
win
in this our
Dream

I reach for you,
  with ribbons.

What?

favor  is THIS.

To go on?

You set this stage.

Tomorrow and tomorrow
and tomorrow

creeps in this my souls
petty pace.

All alone

I sit by the window.
The ****** wash
of resolution

Rinses

me .

Will you ever sing to me
In the
music's lowest chords?

Ever again?

A chanty…

you sing
My love.

While I Cry.

alone.

Caroline Shank
9.11.2025

If I could reach you
I would say
I
Believe
In you.

Its the last address
Of this life of

disappointment

They will never know.

I believe in you.

Grind my tears in the
bowls
Otherwise
So

Closed

On saving me

I am now
Utterly destroyed.

I am in the minutes
Of the

Rest

Of my life

Alone and
Shattered.

Saved from their
determination

what waits
is my future.

Now, Happen

Soon.


Caroline Shank
6.06.2025

You will not keep me
Winter warn
Or
Summer cool.
The arms
that were to be

mine

Are gone.

There is a cry in my
throat that

Loosed

would
stain the earth
and sky.

Brown,  teak,
sadness.

Lost again

Secula, seculorem.

Caroline Shank
6.06.25

I vape sometimes.  I am into
Self determination.  No drinking
I thumb my nose at the 50s.

I'm old now. I float you Mother
There are no cocktails.  You

were a dream of mid century
hedonism. I saw you as the
Cleopatra of Barberry

Drive.

My milk tastes of you.
I vape occasionally
and walk to the edge
of tomorrow.

Take me O Lord. Let me
not know.  Push my head
into nights endless abyss.

Let tomorrow anoint my
scrambled hopes that
even tonight I

dare

you to be

Real

My love


Caroline Shank
May 28.2025