Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
He craved a father like a burnout
licking his sugarcane eyes &
slapping them on
any surface they'd stick &

he called night The Kingdom
would wander off for ages
said I don't need to know
where I'm goin'


said Someday I'll have already
found it
& maybe he's right
All people die a little
more in daylight


he was 16
a dry firecracker
one spark away
from infinite eruption
Christopher Hendrix
Written by
Christopher Hendrix  Blue Springs, Missouri
(Blue Springs, Missouri)   
1.7k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems