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Edward Coles
Poems
Mar 2014
I'm Still Here
I have been drinking green tea by the evening light,
I have been wearing all my travelled hats again.
I have been striving for something beyond my reach,
in the hope that by stretching, I'll end up taller.
I have been eating croissants and drinking coffee,
exchanging currency and staring out windows.
I have been comforted by the sound of the rain,
as it taps on the drain by my bedroom curtains.
I have grown easy in this dormitory life,
sleeping through the day and then working through the night.
I have grown lazy, laid out in the olive grove,
in the eternal garden of the writer's mind.
I have grown weary through my scowling at the moon,
no more a wolf than a painter's aesthetic muse.
I have grown ugly through vague vanity's mirror,
I have grown privileged through my vacant stupor.
I'm still waiting for the love that has now perished,
a love that's now forgotten, that once was cherished.
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Written by
Edward Coles
26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand
(26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand)
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